about two o'clock
Larkin sprung back a pace or two , turning his face full upon the challenger , who in his turn was perhaps affrighted , for the same voice uttered a sort of strangled shriek , and he heard the branches crack and rustle as he pushed his sudden retreat through them -- leaving the attorney more horrified than ever . No other sound but the melancholy soughing of the night-breeze , and the hoarse murmur of the stream rising from the stony channel of Redman 's Dell , were now , or during the remainder of his walk through these haunted grounds , again audible . So , with rapid strides passing the dim gables of Redman 's Farm , he at length found himself , with a sense of indescribable relief , upon the Gylingden road , and could see the twinkling lights in the windows of the main street . At about two o'clock Buddle was called up , and spirited away to Brandon in a dog-cart . A haemorrhage , perhaps , a sudden shivering , and inflammation -- a sinking , maybe , or delirium -- some awful change , probably -- for Buddle did not return . Old Major Jackson heard of it , in his early walk , at Buddle 's door . He had begun to grow more hopeful .