She replied, coldly and curtly, that she knew very little about it. Her husband had left in the middle of the night. "He came to stay?" "I believe so." "Came on horseback?" "Yes." "Did he go away on horseback?" "No: for the horse is now in my stable." "Is it true there was a quarrel between you and him that evening?" "Gentlemen," said Mrs. Gaunt, drawing herself back, haughtily, "did you come here to gratify your curiosity?" "No, madam," said the elder of the two; "but to discharge a very serious and painful duty, in which I earnestly request you, and even advise you, to aid us. Was there a quarrel?" "There was--a mortal quarrel." The gentlemen exchanged glances and the elder made a note. "May we ask the subject of that quarrel?" Mrs. Gaunt declined, positively, to enter into a matter so delicate. A note was taken of this refusal. "Are you aware, madam, that your husband's voice was heard calling for help, and that a pistol-shot was fired?" Mrs. Gaunt trembled visibly. "I heard the pistol shot," said she, "but not the voice distinctly. Oh, I hope it was not his voice Ryder heard." "Ryder, who is he?" "Ryder is my lady's-maid: her bedroom is on that side the house." "Can we see Mrs. Ryder?" "Certainly," said Mrs. Gaunt, and rose and rang the bell. Mrs. Ryder answered the bell, in person, very promptly; for she was listening at the door. Being questioned, she told the magistrates what she had heard down by the mere and said she was sure it was her master's voice that cried "Help!" and "Murder!" And with this she began to cry. Mrs. Gaunt trembled and turned pale. The magistrates confined their questions to Ryder. They elicited, however, very little more from her. She saw the drift of their questions, and had an impulse to defend her mistress there present. Behind her back it would have been other-wise. That resolution once taken, two children might as well have tried to extract evidence from her as two justices of the peace. And then Mrs. Gaunt's pale face and noble features touched them. The case was mysterious, but no more; and they departed little the wiser and with some apologies for the trouble they had given her. The next week down came Mr. Atkins out of all patience, and determined to find Griffith Gaunt, or else obtain some proof of his decease. He obtained two interviews with Ryder, and bribed her to tell him all she knew. He prosecuted other inquiries with more method than had hitherto been used, and elicited an important fact, viz., that Griffith Gaunt had been seen walking in a certain direction at one o'clock in the morning, followed at a short distance by a tall man with a knapsack, or the like, on his back.