The day was well advanced when Marguerite woke, refreshed by her long sleep.

Louise had brought her some fresh milk and a dish of fruit, and she partook of this frugal breakfast with hearty appetite.
Thoughts crowded thick and fast in her mind as she munched her grapes; most of them went galloping away after the tall, erect figure of her husband, whom she had watched riding out of sight more than five hours ago.
In answer to her eager inquiries, Louise brought back the news that the groom had come home with Sultan, having left Sir Percy in London.

The groom thought that his master was about to get on board his schooner, which was lying off just below London Bridge.

Sir Percy had ridden thus far, had then met Briggs, the skipper of the DAY DREAM, and had sent the groom back to Richmond with Sultan and the empty saddle.
This news puzzled Marguerite more than ever.

Where could Sir Percy be going just now in the DAY DREAM?
On Armand's behalf, he had said.