The two men’s hands trembled as they held the paper.
“Thank God!” said Norman.
Varley drew a long breath.
“To-day is— What is it?”
He passed his hand across his brow.
“Thursday,” said Norman. “It is not many hours to wait. I suppose we must wait?”
Varley bowed his head.
“Yes!” he said through his clinched teeth. “She is in their hands, and we are powerless. Any attempt on our part to recapture her might lead to—”
Norman shuddered.