“Did you see them go?”
“No. Can’t say I did.”
“They have not been back to their quarters.”
“Stopped to have a cigar somewhere.”
“Perhaps so; but tell me, when did you see Hilton last?”
“I don’t know. Oh, yes, I do. He went down towards the river, with a cigar in his mouth.”
“When did you see my daughter?” said Mr Perowne.
“Oh! are you there, Perowne? Well, I don’t know. Not for an hour before we came away.”
“An hour and a half,” said Mrs Bolter’s voice. “We didn’t see her when we came away.”
“Did she go away with anyone, Mrs Bolter?” exclaimed Perowne, eagerly.