"Yes, I guessed things were not all straight, but I was completely powerless, and yesterday she had a letter from him, from Hobart."
"Hobart! How did you know it was from him?" asked Hal, with excitement.
"She told me so, and she said she was going to meet him."
"What did you say?"
"What could I? When I offered to go with her, she told me straight out, in a manner she had never used to me before, that she was going alone. At that I lost my temper, and I said—go. And she left by last night's express."
"Do you know what time the next train passes?" asked Hal.
"Yes, there will be one in half-an-hour. Why?"
"Never mind why, but get a few things together, and be ready to go by it."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that if your daughter sees him, it will be too late."