Agnes paid no attention to their shrieks, but hurried into the side passage which terminated at the door out of which her brother had left the house.

She went outside also and made for the group round the fallen man.
"What is it?
who is it ?" she asked, gasping with the hurry and the fright.
"Go back, Agnes, go back," cried Garvington, looking up with a distorted face, strangely pale in the moonlight.
"But who is it?
who has been killed ?" She caught sight of the fallen man's countenance and shrieked.

"Great heavens! it is Hubert; is he dead ?" "Yes," said Silver, who stood at her elbow.

"Shot through the heart.".