He will be back soon.
Leslie.
With the worn, hopeless look upon his face which makes my heart ache so. Do you guess why the poor boy is out and about from morning till night?
Hugh Murray.
Do I guess?
Leslie.
Ah, you do guess. You know that my brother is searching for Janet Preece.
Hugh Murray.
Something of the kind has crossed my mind. Why does he look for her here?