Then he began to retrace his steps.
"It was bound to come," he muttered.

"I have seen she was getting cold and thought it was Leah's work, but it seems she was true to her promise after all.

Well, Leah is poor, and not of so good a family, but she is worth a dozen of such as Dulcibel Burton." Then after some minutes' silent striding, "I hate her though for it, all the same.

Everybody will know she has thrown me off.

But nobody shall get ahead of Jethro Sands in the long run.