The Mysteries of Heron Dyke: A Novel of Incident. Volume 1 (of 3)Speight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
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The Mysteries of Heron Dyke: A Novel of Incident. Volume 1 (of 3)
Speight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
Detective and mystery stories; English fiction -- 19th century
Captain Lennox turned away and whistled a few bars under his breath.
The night was cloudy, and few stars were visible. Here and there one
of the huge clumps of evergreens, in front of the house, was dimly
discernible; and against the background of clouded sky, the black
outlines of the seven tall poplars, that stood on the opposite side of
the lawn, were clearly defined. A brooding quiet seemed to rest over
the whole place, except that every now and then, borne from afar, came
the sound of a faint murmurous monotone, at once plaintive and
soothing. It was the voice of the incoming tide, as it washed softly
up the distant sands.
Captain Lennox shivered, although the night was warm and oppressive.
"What a dismal place!" was his thought. "I Would far sooner live in my
own pretty little cottage than in this big, rambling, draughty,
haunted old house--and it has a haunted look, if house ever had--and
it _is_, if all tales are true. What was that?" he asked himself, with
a start. It seemed to him that he had heard the sound of stealthy
footsteps behind him. His fingers tightened on his cane, and he peered
cautiously around: but nothing was to be seen or heard. Again came the
noise of a far-off door, and again the sound of slow, heavy footsteps
across the stone-floor of the hall. Next minute the chain was
unloosed, and the great door opened a few inches wider. Then was the
rugged face and bent form of old Aaron Stone discernible, as he
cautiously held the door with one hand, while the other held a lighted
lantern.
"You may come in," he said, in ungracious accents. "As you have
brought a message from Miss Ella, the Squire will see you; but it's
gone nine o'clock, Captain, and he never likes to be kept up past his
time--ten."
Captain Lennox stepped inside, and the door behind him was rebolted
and chained. The dim light from the lantern flung fantastic shadows on
wall and ceiling as Aaron went slowly along, but left other things in
semi-darkness. At the end of a passage leading from the opposite side
of the hall was a door, which the old man opened with a pass-key, and
they turned to the right along a narrower passage, into which several
rooms opened. At one of these doors Aaron halted, opened it, and
announced Captain Lennox.
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