There's a quotation for yours," said Stark suddenly and bluntly.
Mr. Norcot started.
"Tut, tut! I thought we were old friends."
"Answer me. Is Miss Malherb here?"
"Here, yet not here," replied Peter, pressing his breast.
"'Smiling then Love took his dart
And drew her picture on my heart.'
But I can relieve your mind. The maiden is well and exceedingly happy."
"Then was John Lee right; you abducted her."
"Ah! that agile lad! Mercury's a fool to him."
Stark took off his hat and entered the house.