The latter was deeply interested in what was told him, and, after a moment's reflection, said:
"This is very strange. Have you disregarded Sir Richard's dying injunctions? Bethink you, sir!"
"I would not abandon the expedition as he counselled me, and I went on to Carlisle—but since my return I cannot charge myself with any neglect. Ah! one thing occurs to me. I ought to see that certain documents which he left me are safe."
"Where did you place them, sir, may I ask?" said the butler.
"In the ebony cabinet in the library. I have the key."
"Then, no doubt, they are perfectly safe, sir. But it may be well to satisfy yourself on the point when you go down to the library."
"I will do so. Shall I find Miss Rawcliffe there this evening?"
"You will, sir, at the same hour as last night. She bade me tell you so."
Shortly afterwards, the butler took his departure, and Atherton was again left to himself for several hours.
When evening came, Markland had not reappeared; but doubtless something had detained him, and concluding all was right, Atherton descended the private staircase, and passed through the secret door into the library.