But the anguish of suspense soon drew him back again; and now his speech was changed, and he said-- 'Yes, she's gone--she's gone--oh, she's gone--she's certainly gone.' He found himself at the drawing-room window that looked into the little garden at the front of the house, and tapping at the window-pane.

He remembered, all on a sudden--it was like waking--how strange was such a summons.

A little after he saw a light crossing the hall, and he rang the door-bell.

John Tracy opened the door.

Yes, it was all true.
The captain was looking very pale, John thought, but otherwise much as usual.