"Two ladies, even if they are Canadians, can't make quite so light of it as you do." "I wish you may be right," he answered; "but if I should not find them there, I shall bring my father to England and then go off in search of them.

A pretty prospect! They may lead me all over Europe before I find them." Lady Dighton laughed outright.
"One would suppose that telegraphs and railways were not in existence," she said, "and that you had to set out, like a knight-errant, with nothing but a horse and a sword to recover your runaway lady-love." Maurice felt slightly offended, but thought better of it, and laughed too.
"I shall find them, no fear," he answered; "but when?
and where ?" Next morning he left Hunsdon, and went to London.

The moment he was really moving, his spirits rose, and his temper, which had been considerably disturbed lately, recovered itself.

He scarcely stopped at all, till he found himself that afternoon at the door of the solicitor's office, where he had some affairs to attend to.
He got out of his cab and to the lawyer's door, as if everything depended on his own personal speed; but just as he went up the steps, the door opened, and a clerk appeared, showing a gentleman out.

Even in the midst of Maurice's hurry, something familiar in the figure struck him; he looked again--it was Percy.