“Does he?” cried Potts, gleefully. “Well, I do believe we’re going ahead of every thing.”
“That’s right. Boldness is the true way to success.”
“Oh, never fear. We are bold enough.”
“Good. But I am hurried, and I must go. I will send Asgeelo up, and give him a letter.”
With these words Brandon bowed an adieu and departed. Before evening Asgeelo was installed as one of the servants.
CHAPTER XLII. — LANGHETTI’S ATTEMPT.
Two days after Brandon’s visit to Potts, Langhetti reached the village.
A searching examination in London had led him to believe that Beatrice might now be sought for at Brandon Hall. The police could do nothing for him. He had no right to her. If she was of age, she was her own mistress, and must make application herself for her safety and deliverance; if she was under age, then she must show that she was treated with cruelty. None of these things could be done, and Langhetti despaired of accomplishing any thing.