"And where may that be?" asked Gualtier.
"He has some purpose in his mind," Hilda went on to say--"some one engrossing object, I know not what, which is far more important than any thing relating to business, and which is his one great aim in life at present. This is what I wish to find out. It may threaten danger, and if so I wish to guard against it."
"Is there any danger?" asked Gualtier, cautiously.
"Not as yet--that is, so far as I can see."
"Does he suspect any thing?" said Gualtier, in a whisper.
"Nothing."
"You seem agitated."
"Never mind what I seem," said Hilda, coldly; "my health is not good. As to Lord Chetwynde, he is going away in a short time, and the place to which he goes will afford the best opportunity for finding out what his purpose is. I wish to know if it is possible for you in any way to follow him so as to watch him. You did something once before that was not more difficult."
Gualtier smiled.
"I think I can promise, my lady," said he, "that I will do all that you desire. I only wish that it was something more difficult, so that I could do the more for you."