Where's Frank ?" "Lurking," said Mr.Clare.

"It is one of the intolerable peculiarities of louts that they always lurk.

I haven't seen _my_ lout this morning.
It you meet with him anywhere, give him a kick, and say I want him." Mr.Clare's opinion of his son's habits might have been expressed more politely as to form; but, as to substance, it happened, on that particular morning, to be perfectly correct.

After leaving Magdalen, Frank had waited in the shrubbery, at a safe distance, on the chance that she might detach herself from her sister's company, and join him again.

Mr.Vanstone's appearance immediately on Norah's departure, instead of encouraging him to show himself, had determined him on returning to the cottage.