原文 (英語)

CHAPTER III It was on the stroke of midnight when the message from Braeside was handed to Mr. Helbeck by the sleepy station-master, who had been dragged by that gentleman's urgency from his first slumbers in the neat cottage beside the line. The master of Bannisdale thrust the slip of paper into his pocket, and stood an instant with bent head, as though reflecting. "Thank you, Mr. Brough," he said at last. "I will not ask you to do anything more. Good-night." Rightful reward pas