“I will, if it is in my power.”
“A thousand thanks.”
“But who are you, and how came you in captivity?” asked Frank.
The young girl drew a deep sigh.
“Ah!” she said; “it will no doubt sound to you like a romance; but I came to this country to look for the man I love.”
Frank was astounded.
“I don’t understand you,” he said.
“I will be more explicit. My name is Mabel Dane, and I am from New York. I came here——”
A sharp cry escaped Frank’s lips.
“You are looking for Royal Harding?” he said.