CHAPTER VI.
THE GATHERING OF THE CLOUDS "Mr.Gregg," exclaimed the girl with agitation, as she put forth her black-gloved hand, "I--I suppose you know--you've heard all about the discovery to-day up at the wood?
I need not tell you anything about it" "Yes, Miss Leithcourt, I only wish you would tell me about it," I said gravely, inviting her to a chair and seating myself.

"I've heard some extraordinary story about a man being found dead, but I've been in Dumfries nearly all day.

Who is the man ?" "Ah! that we don't know," she replied, pale-faced and anxious.

Her attitude was as though she wished to confide in me and yet still hesitated to do so.
"You've been waiting for me quite a long time, Davis tells me.

I regret that you should have done this.