When Kitty had absorbed the contents of the letter she looked up at him blankly. The shock of it held her momentarily speechless. Then, after what seemed to her an endless silence, she stammered out:
"Nan—gone! And it's too late to stop her!"
"It's not!" The words leapt from Sandy's lips. "We must stop her!"
The absolute determination in his voice infected Kitty. She felt her courage rising to the emergency.
"What can we do?" she asked quietly. She was as steady as a rock now.
Sandy dropped into a chair, absent-mindedly lighting one of the "gaspers" he had so recently purchased.
"We must work it out," he said slowly. "Rooke told you they were going to Clovelly, didn't he?"
"Yes."
"Well, they're not going anywhere near. That was just a blind. They took the London road."
"Even that mightn't mean they were going to London. They could branch off anywhere."