My intimate knowledge of Stanwick enabled me to draw my own conclusion from the facts.

The thought instantly crossed my mind that the poor wretch might have committed his expiatory suicide at the very spot on which he had attempted to kill me.

Leaving the rector to institute the necessary inquiries, I took post-horses to Maplesworth on my way to Herne Wood.
Advancing from the high-road to the wood, I saw two persons at a little distance from me--a man in the dress of a gamekeeper, and a lad.

I was too much agitated to take any special notice of them; I hurried along the path which led to the clearing.

My presentiment had not misled me.
There he lay, dead on the scene of the duel, with a blood-stained razor by his side! I fell on my knees by the corpse; I took his cold hand in mine; and I thanked God that I had forgiven him in the first days of my recovery.
I was still kneeling, when I felt myself seized from behind.