Mr.Verner recollected himself, and calmed his spirit down.
"I mean, Robin," he more quietly said, "that a reward will be useless.
The villain has been too cunning, rely upon it, to--to--leave his traces behind him." "It might be tried, sir," respectfully urged Robin.

"I'd work--" "You can come up to-morrow, Robin, and I'll talk with you," interrupted Mr.Verner.

"I am too ill--too much upset to-night.

Come at any hour you please, after twelve, and I will see you." "I'll come, sir.

I've registered a vow afore my old father," went on Robin, lifting his right arm, "and I register it again afore you, sir--afore our future master, Mr.Lionel--that I'll never leave a stone unturned by night nor by day, that I'll make it my first and foremost business in life to find that man.