'I didn't see it.'
'I tell you I know it was there. The left-hand candlestick, close to the letter-weight. I'll get it myself.'
He was heaving himself up, when Averil prevented him by hastening to a more real search, which speedily produced the book.
Eagerly Leonard unfolded the map, making her steady it for his shaking hand, and tracing the black toothed lines.
'There's Bridport—ten miles from there. Can you see the name, Ave?'
'No, it is not marked.'
'Never mind. I see where it is; and I can see it is a capital place; just in that little jag, with famous bathing. I wonder if they will stay long enough for me to learn to swim?'
'You are a good way from that as yet,' said poor Averil, her heart sinking lower and lower.
'Oh, I shall be well at once when I get away from here!'
'I hope so.'