"The placard upon the gates of this place can tell you as much as I can," she said.
The ghastly whiteness of the soldier's face told her that he had seen the placard of which she spoke.
"She has not been found, then?" he said, hoarsely.
"No."
"How did she disappear?"
"As she disappeared upon the morning on which you followed her. She wandered out of the house, this time leaving no letter, nor message, nor explanation of any kind whatever. It was in the middle of the day that she went out; and for some time her absence caused no alarm. But, after some hours, she was waited for and watched for very anxiously. Then a search was made."
"Where?"
"Wherever she had at any time been in the habit of walking,––in the park; in the wood; along the narrow path by the water; at Pollard's farm; at Hester's house at Kemberling,––in every place where it might be reasonably imagined there was the slightest chance of finding her."
"And all this was without result?"
"It was."