He has gone down to Tunbridge Wells for a week, to some friend there.' She added, in pain of thought: 'I have seen Dartrey.
He has brought Lord Clanconan to town, for a consultation, and expects he will have to take him to Brighton.' 'Brighton?
What a life for a man like Dartrey, at Brighton!' Her breast heaved.

'If I cannot see my Nesta there, he will bring her up to me for a day: 'But, my dear, I will bring her up to you, if it is your wish to see her.' 'It is becoming imperative that I should.' 'No hurry, no hurry: wait till the end of next week.

And I must see Dartrey, on business, at once!' She gave the address in a neighbouring square.

He had minutes to spare before dinner, and flew.

She was not inquisitive.
Colney Durance had told Dartrey that Victor was killing her.