When she saw me she seemed to breathe more freely, and asked if she might come in.
Whilst she sat on the edge of my bed, in her old-time way, she said in a hushed voice: "Oh, laddie, laddie, I trust yer burden is no too heavy to bear." "My burden! What on earth do you mean, Aunt Janet ?" I said in reply.

I did not wish to commit myself by a definite answer, for it was evident that she had been dreaming or Second Sighting again.

She replied with the grim seriousness usual to her when she touched on occult matters: "I saw your hairt bleeding, laddie.

I kent it was yours, though how I kent it I don't know.

It lay on a stone floor in the dark, save for a dim blue light such as corpse-lights are.