AND SAW A MAN ON HIS KNEES BY THE CUPBOARD
Agatha hastily closed the window and shutters, then looked at Clare, who was now white and trembling.
'This looks bad, Clare,' she said gravely. 'This window and shutters must have been purposely left unfastened. He could never have unfastened them from outside.'
But now the danger was over Clare's courage had vanished. She grasped hold of Agatha's arm.
'Come upstairs, quick! He may come back and murder us! I won't stay downstairs another minute.'
'There is nothing to fear now. He has gone. I don't think he would dare face us after being recognised. Wait a minute. Look! He has left an envelope lying by his lantern, and I believe—yes, it is mine. And in Mr. Lester's handwriting. Jane must be at the bottom of this!'
'Come upstairs. I won't stay down here a minute longer!'
And Clare fled trembling to her room. Agatha did not go up till she had made sure the windows and shutters were securely fastened, and had also been the round of the house. Then she went to Clare, who was in such a panic of fright that she persuaded her to come and share her bed; and after she had grown calmer and finally dropped asleep, Agatha lay quiet and sleepless, revolving the events of the night, and praying for wisdom in dealing with the suspected Jane.