It is frightfully mysterious, but nothing more can be done to-night." "Can't there ?" said the butler.

"Jackson and Fletcher will go to the village and get the police and search every inch of the park before daylight.

The murderer can't be far away." "Probably not, Mr.Norris.

Do as you please about the police, only if you ever wish your master to recover from that death-like swoon, you will carry him at once to the house and apply restoratives." She turned away with her loftiest air of hauteur, and Miss Silver had always been haughty to the servants.

More than one dark glance followed her now.
"You're a hard one, you are, if there ever was a hard one!" said the butler.