No information could be obtained of the place of their retreat.
But for this last circumstance, I believe Fritz would have insisted on traveling with me.

Ignorant of what direction to begin the search for Minna and her mother, he consented to leave me to look for traces of them in Germany, while he remained behind to inquire at the different foreign hotels, on the chance that they might have taken refuge in London.
The next morning I started for Frankfort.
My spirits were high as I left the shores of England.

I had a young man's hearty and natural enjoyment of change.

Besides, it flattered my self-esteem to feel that I was my aunt's business-representative; and I was almost equally proud to be Fritz's confidential friend.

Never could any poor human creature have been a more innocent instrument of mischief in the hands of Destiny than I was, on that fatal journey.