“Can he have taken boat and gone?” whispered Vine at last.
“No,” said Louise, “there would not have been time, and we should have seen the lights had a boat gone out.”
“George!”
Two figures suddenly appeared out of the darkness, and stopped before them.
“Luke? You here?”
“Yes; have you seen him?”
“No; but is—is he—”
“No, Mr Vine,” said Leslie quickly. “I have been up to the station twice.”
“Sir!”
“For Heaven’s sake don’t speak to me like that, Mr Vine,” cried Leslie. “I know everything, and I am working for him as I would for my own brother.”