"I suppose that it is this ghostly mist, and the silence which has come with it.

Yet I wish that your friend had stayed away from Blakely!" * * * * * Upstairs from her window Clara also was gazing along the road where Borrowdean had disappeared.

And Borrowdean himself was puzzling over a third telegram which Mannering had carelessly passed on to him with his own, and which, although it was clearly addressed to Mannering, he had, after a few minutes' hesitation, opened.

It had been handed in at the Strand Post-office.
"I must see you this week .-- Blanche." A few hours later, on his arrival in London, Borrowdean repeated this message to Mannering from the same post-office, and quietly tearing up the original went down to the House.
"I cannot tell," he reported to his chief, "whether we have succeeded or not.

In a fortnight or less we shall know.".