Five minutes passed, lengthened into ten, twelve, fifteen, and still Shadow had not returned.
Had he been detected and murdered?
I could wait no longer. I opened the door and entered, followed by my men.
We heard stealthy steps, and paused.
Then the slide of a dark lantern was opened by some one, and in the big strong patch of light it threw we saw Shadow.
There was a rush of feet, the light was covered, and we—the silent witnesses—heard a low cry and a heavy fall.
Had Shadow's boldness cost him his life? I thought of Mrs. Morris, and my heart was saddened.
[CHAPTER VII.]
A HAPPY MOMENT.