Go to your room, you two, and we shall talk further about this matter in the morning." When they were gone we looked out of the window again.

Sir Henry had flung it open, and the cold night wind beat in upon our faces.

Far away in the black distance there still glowed that one tiny point of yellow light.
"I wonder he dares," said Sir Henry.
"It may be so placed as to be only visible from here." "Very likely.

How far do you think it is ?" "Out by the Cleft Tor, I think." "Not more than a mile or two off." "Hardly that." "Well, it cannot be far if Barrymore had to carry out the food to it.

And he is waiting, this villain, beside that candle.