He took out his newspaper and pointed to the paragraph which mentioned Carnaby's name. Alma seemed overcome with painful emotion; she moved towards the nearest seat, and Harvey, alarmed by her sudden pallor, placed himself by her side.
'What does it mean?' she whispered.
'Who can say?'
'They must have quarrelled about business matters.'
'Perhaps so.'
'Do you think he—Mr. Carnaby—means to hide away—to escape?'
'He won't hide away,' Harvey answered. 'Yet he may escape.'
'What do you mean? Go by ship?—get out of the country?'
'I don't think so. He is far more likely to be found somewhere—in a way that would save trouble.'
Alma flashed a look of intelligence.