CHAPTER VII.
A STARTLING REVELATION.
"It seems to me, Hawbury," said Dacres, after a period of thoughtful silence--"it seems to me that when you talk of people having their heads turned, you yourself comprehend the full meaning of that sensation ?" "Somewhat." "You knocked under at once, of course, to your Ethel ?" "Yes." "And feel the same way toward her yet ?" "Yes." "Hit hard ?" "Yes; and that's what I'm coming to.

The fact is, my whole business in life for the last year has been to find her out." "You haven't dawdled so much, then, as people suppose ?" "No; that's all very well to throw people off a fellow's scent; but you know me well enough, Dacres; and we didn't dawdle much in South America, did we ?" "That's true, my boy; but as to this lady, what is it that makes it so hard for you to find her?
In the first place, is she an American ?" "Oh no." "Why not ?" "Oh, accent, manner, tone, idiom, and a hundred other things.

Why, of course, you know as well as I that an American lady is as different from an English as a French or a German lady is.

They may be all equally ladies, but each nation has its own peculiarities." "Is she Canadian ?" "Possibly.

It is not always easy to tell a Canadian lady from an English.