But
luckily I considered the effect this might have in increasing her
terror, and stopped. She was soon out of sight. I wandered about the
road calling her name, and calling on Heaven to have a little pity--a
little mercy.
III
I decided to return to the house, but found that I had lost my way in
the obscurity and pelting rain. For hours I wandered about, without
the slightest clue as to where I was. I was literally soaked to the
skin. Several times I fell into holes in a morass, and was up to my
hips in moss and mud and water. Then I began to call out for
assistance till I was hoarse. I might as well have called out on an
uninhabited island.
The night wore on, and the darkness grew so intense that I could
scarcely see my hand when I held it up. Every star in the heavens was
hid away as by a thick-pall. The darkness was positively benumbing to
the faculties, and added, if possible, to the misery I was in on
account of Winifred. Suddenly my progress was arrested. I had fallen
violently against something. A human body, a woman! I thrust out my
hand and seized a woman's damp arm.
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