CHAPTER V.HOW FOUR OF US CAME TO BE UNDER THE SHADOW OF CLOOMBER.
I trust that my readers will not set me down as an inquisitive busybody when I say that as the days and weeks went by I found my attention and my thoughts more and more attracted to General Heatherstone and the mystery which surrounded him.
It was in vain that I endeavoured by hard work and a strict attention to the laird's affairs to direct my mind into some more healthy channel.
Do what I would, on land or on the water, I would still find myself puzzling over this one question, until it obtained such a hold upon me that I felt it was useless for me to attempt to apply myself to anything until I had come to some satisfactory solution of it.
I could never pass the dark line of five-foot fencing, and the great iron gate, with its massive lock, without pausing and racking my brain as to what the secret might be which was shut in by that inscrutable barrier.

Yet, with all my conjectures and all my observations, I could never come to any conclusion which could for a moment be accepted as an explanation of the facts.
My sister had been out for a stroll one night, visiting a sick peasant or performing some other of the numerous acts of charity by which she had made herself beloved by the whole countryside.
"John," she said when she returned, "have you seen Cloomber Hall at night ?" "No," I answered, laying down the book which I was reading.

"Not since that memorable evening when the general and Mr.McNeil came over to make an inspection." "Well, John, will you put your hat on and come a little walk with me ?" I could see by her manner that something had agitated or frightened her.
"Why, bless the girl!" cried I boisterously, "what is the matter?
The old Hall is not on fire, surely?
You look as grave as if all Wigtown were in a blaze." "Not quite so bad as that," she said, smiling.

"But do come out, Jack.

I should very much like you to see it." I had always refrained from saying anything which might alarm my sister, so that she knew nothing of the interest which our neighbours' doings had for me.