In an hour more I was traveling to Nettlegrove Hall.
I arrived late in the evening, and found Miss Laroche's aunt in great alarm about her niece's safety.

The young lady was at that very moment speaking to Stanwick in the park, with only an old man (the rector) to protect her.

I volunteered to go at once, and assist in taking care of her.

A servant accompanied me to show me the place of meeting.

We heard voices indistinctly, but saw no one.