Some of them may have seen Archie go out, or may have gone away at the time he did.

I must find some clue to the mystery of his absence." Mr.Birtwell named over many of his guests, and Mr.Voss made a note of their addresses.

The chill went deeper down into the heart of Mrs.
Birtwell; and when Mr.Voss, who seemed to grow colder and more constrained every moment, without looking at her, turned to go away, the pang that cut her bosom was sharp and terrible.
"If I can do anything, Mr.Voss, command--" Mr.Birtwell had gone to the door with his visitor, who passed out hastily, not waiting to hear the conclusion of his sentence.
"A little strange in his manner, I should say," remarked Mr.Birtwell as he came back.

"One might infer that he thought us to blame for his son's absence." "I can't bear this suspense.

I must see Frances." It was an hour after Mr.Voss had been there.