Edith watched.
He walked on; he rounded the end of the pond; he came nearer!
She could now recognize his face as the moon shone down.
It was Leon. There was no longer the slightest doubt of that. He was coming toward her, and the huge dog followed.
Edith involuntarily shrank back among the trees, and grasping her dagger with desperate resolve, awaited the approach of her enemy.
CHAPTER XXXV. — THE EMPTY ROOMS.
On the following morning Mrs. Dunbar waited a long time for Edith's appearance. But she did not make her appearance, and the time passed, until it at length grew so late that she determined to see what was the matter. Full of fear lest some new illness had been the result of the new excitement to which she had been subjected, Mrs. Dunbar passed cautiously through Edith's sitting-room, and knocked at her bedroom door.
There was no answer.