And none witness the false step in the dark or hear the maniacal howl, as, from a cliff hard by, a form resembling that of Murdaro’s owner, clasping something to its breast, spins downwards into the angry waters of Agate Creek.
CHAPTER XXII.
LAST WORDS.
“Hear a little further,
And I will bring thee to the present business
What’s now upon us; without the which this story
Were most impertinent.”
The Tempest.
“Sydney, N.S.W.,
“March 10th, 1890.
“Mr. Richard Shaw, Te Renga-renga, Drury, New Zealand.