“What man was that who was shot?” he shortly asked.
“The American, sir; but it is hoped he will do well yet.”
“He is not dead?”
“No, sir, surely not.”
“Thank Heaven for that! And the other one?”
“The prince? He was not hurt, sir.”
“Thank Heaven for that also!”
“They were the parties you were looking for this morning, were they not?”
“Certainly. I had ascertained their object in coming here, and hoped to be in time to stop them. Where have they put my nephew?”
“Beg pardon, sir?”