“I will be with him in a moment,” replied Dunn; and again relapsed into his musings.
CHAPTER XXII. A MASTER AND MAN
“Is she gone?—where to?” cried Dunn, without answering Mr. Hankes's profuse salutations and welcomes.
“Yes, sir; she sailed yesterday.”
“Sailed, and for where?”
“For Malta, sir, in the Euxine steamer. Gone to her brother in the Crimea. One of the people saw her go on board at Southampton.”
“Was she alone?”
“Quite alone, sir. My man was present when she paid the boatman. She had very little luggage, but they demanded half a guinea—”
“What of Driscoll? Have you traced him?” asked Dunn, impatient at the minuteness of this detail.