At about nine o'clock in the evening the light among the trees went out, and the Manor House was dark. Two hours went slowly past. Then, suddenly, at eleven o'clock, we saw a single bright light coming from the old house.

"That is for us," said Holmes, jumping up; "it comes from the middle window, where Miss Stonor is."

We left the hotel. We told the owner of the hotel that we were going to visit a friend. We said that we might spend the night with our friend. Then we were out on the dark road. The wind was cold, and we had just one light, far away, to show us where to go.

It was easy enough to enter the gardens of Manor House. There were many holes in the old wall. We went through the trees to the lawn. We crossed it, and we were going to go into the house through the window. Suddenly what looked like a horrible child ran from the bushes. It jumped on the grass and then ran quickly across the lawn into the dark.

"My God!" I said quietly; "did you see it?"