CHAPTER XXVII
The Curtain Lifts
For a moment I hesitated. Was it best to tell him? But a glance at his drawn face decided me.
"The search is over," I said. "Miss Lawrence is home again," and I handed him the message.
He read it at a glance, then started to his feet.
"Will you come with me, Mr. Lester?" he asked. "I know I've given you a lot of trouble, but this will be the last, I think."
"You haven't given me a bit of trouble," I protested. "I'll be glad to come."
"Thank you," he said simply, and held out his hand to Royce.
"You think it best to go?" the latter asked.
"Best? Oh, I'm not thinking of that! I'm going to her—I've got to see her! I can't wait! I——"