The Mystery of Cloomber

will doubtless remember, to the date of the arrival of the savage-looking wanderer who called himself Corporal Rufus Smith. This incident occurred about

erview in which the general had discovered the communication which was kept up between us. I had no doubt that some sort of restrain

a note from Mordaunt Heatherstone. This was brought us by a little, ragged urchin, the son of one of the fishermen, who in

d you must be at having neither heard from nor seen us. The fact is that we are

fifth of October, and to allay his fears we have given him the desired pledge. On the other hand, he has promised us that after th

that trouble is brewing for this unfortunate family, for I have never known him to take so many elaborate precautions or appear so thoroughly unnerved. Who would ever think, to see his bent form and his shaking han

of the world. Oh, the pity of it. West! Remember what I have already told you-that it is no fanciful or imaginary peril, but one which we have every reason to suppose to be mos

both of you, I am ever, my

RDA

physical restraint, but our powerlessness and inability even to comprehend what the danger was w

what possible quarter this peril was to be expected, but the

d which had fallen from the lips of any inmate of Cloomber which

m our thoughts, consoling ourselves with the reflection that in a few more days all re

ould have been, had it not been for a new and most unexpected incident, which diverted our