"My worst fears are realized.

She is in Wild's power." "I ought to add," continued Winifred, "that one of her shoes was picked up in the garden, and that prints of her feet were discovered along the soft mould; whether made in flying from any one, or from rushing forth in distracted terror, it is impossible to say.

My father thought the latter.

He has had the whole country searched; but hitherto without success." "I know _where_ she will be found, and _how_," rejoined Jack with a shudder.
"I have something further to tell you," pursued Winifred.

"Shortly after your last visit to Dollis Hill, my father was one evening waylaid by a man, who informed him that he had something to communicate respecting Thames, and had a large sum of money, and some important documents to deliver to him, which would be given up, provided he would undertake to procure your liberation." "It was Blueskin," observed Jack.
"So my father thought," replied Winifred; "and he therefore instantly fired upon him.