47752    Every word of it.'

47753    'Well, I cannot blame you for standing by your own wife.

47754    Forget what I have said.

47755    Go to your room, you two, and we shall talk further about this matter in the morning.'

47756    When they were gone we looked out of the window again.

47757    Sir Henry had flung it open, and the cold night wind beat in upon our faces.

47758    Far away in the black distance there still glowed that one tiny point of yellow light.

47759    'I wonder he dares,' said Sir Henry.

47760    'It may be so placed as to be only visible from here.'

47761    'Very likely.

47762    How far do you think it is?'

47763    'Out by the Cleft Tor, I think.'

47764    'Not more than a mile or two off.'

47765    'Hardly that.'

47766    'Well, it cannot be far if Barrymore had to carry out the food to it.