He has never gone to his bed since you were missing." As he spoke, the door of the house opened, and the baron hurried out, with the question, "What is it, Eustace ?" Then, as his eye fell on his daughter, he gave a hoarse cry, and for a moment swayed, as if he would have fallen.

His daughter ran up to him, and threw her arms round his neck.
"Do you return to me safe and well ?" he asked, as, after a long embrace, he stepped back and gazed into her face.
"Quite safe and well, father." "The Lord be praised!" the baron exclaimed, and, dropping into a garden seat by his side, he burst into a passion of sobbing.
As soon as he had appeared, Desmond had handed over the old woman to Eustace.
"She is a prisoner--keep a watch over her," he said.

"She can tell much.

We will take the carriage round to a stable, and must then return at once to Paris, where I must be on duty at seven.

Please inform the baron that I shall do myself the honour of calling, tomorrow, to enquire whether Mademoiselle Pointdexter has suffered from the effects of the fatigue and excitement.