I would rather wait for the time when this poor creature, whoever she is, needs a sister's tenderness.
She will get it there, for no finer woman lives than Kitty Cleary." A sigh of intense relief escaped Felix.

"And now tell me where you will begin your hunt ?" he asked, one of his old search-light glances flashing from beneath his brows.
"Nowhere in particular.

On the East Side, perhaps, where I have means of knowing what strangers come and go.

Then among my own people here.

I shall know within twenty-four hours whether she has been in the habit of attending evening service--that is, within the last six months.