Chapter 6
THE GATHERING OF THE CLOUDS"Mr. Gregg," exclaimed the girl with agitation, as she put forth
her black-gloved hand, "I—I suppose you know—you've heard all about
the discovery to-day up at the wood? I need not tell you anything
about it"
"Yes, Miss Leithcourt, I only wish you would tell me about it,"
I said gravely, inviting her to a chair and seating myself. "I've
heard some extraordinary story about a man being found dead, but
I've been in Dumfries nearly all day. Who is the man?"
"Ah! that we don't know," she replied, pale-faced and anxious.
Her attitude was as though she wished to confide in me and yet
still hesitated to do so.
"You've been waiting for me quite a long time, Davis tells me. I
regret that you should have done this. If you had left word that
you wish
