This is Mr.Greyle, of the Keep--he has heard nothing.

This lady--Miss Greyle ?--was out a good deal yesterday afternoon; she knows Oliver quite well by sight, but she did not see him.

So if you've no news--" Marston Greyle interrupted, turning to the policeman.
"What ought to be done, Haskett ?" he asked.

"You've had cases of disappearance to deal with before, eh ?" "Can't say as I have, sir, in my time," answered the policeman.
"Leastways, not of this sort.

Of course, we can get search parties together, and one of 'em can go along the coast north'ards, and the other can go south'ards, and we might have a look round the rocks out yonder, tomorrow, as soon as it's light.