We must go after him." They turned towards their horses.

Basil's glance fell upon the dog.

A gleam of joy shot into his eye, and big whole bearing became suddenly changed.
"Ha!" he exclaimed, "we have been wasting time.

Quick, Lucien!--your horse! to your horse!" "What is it ?" asked Lucien in surprise.
"Do not ask me--a good thought strikes me; but we have not a moment to lose--time is precious.

Let us be off!" "But shall we leave Jeanette ?" "By all means.