Miss Garland stood there very pale, saying nothing, but looking at him.

He expected that she would check her cousin's importunity.

"Could you find him ?" she suddenly asked.

"Would it be of use ?" The question seemed to him a flash intenser than the lightning that was raking the sky before them.

It shattered his dream that he weighed in the scale! But before he could answer, the full fury of the storm was upon them; the rain descended in sounding torrents.