Then he told me to watch at one side of the churchyard whilst he would watch at the other.
I took up my place behind a yew tree, and I saw his dark figure move until the intervening headstones and trees hid it from my sight.
It was a lonely vigil.

Just after I had taken my place I heard a distant clock strike twelve, and in time came one and two.

I was chilled and unnerved, and angry with the Professor for taking me on such an errand and with myself for coming.

I was too cold and too sleepy to be keenly observant, and not sleepy enough to betray my trust, so altogether I had a dreary, miserable time.
Suddenly, as I turned round, I thought I saw something like a white streak, moving between two dark yew trees at the side of the churchyard farthest from the tomb.

At the same time a dark mass moved from the Professor's side of the ground, and hurriedly went towards it.