It looked black and cruel under the sombre sky, as if its cold depths held relentlessly all the murdered hope and joy of Maynard Gilfil's life.
Thoughts of the sad consequences for others as well as himself were crowding on his mind.

The blinds and shutters were all closed in front of the Manor, and it was not likely that Sir Christopher would be aware of anything that was passing outside; but Mr.Gilfil felt that Caterina's disappearance could not long be concealed from him.

The coroner's inquest would be held shortly; she would be inquired for, and then it would be inevitable that the Baronet should know all..