"No, Doctor Elliot," replied Aaron. He did not even chew. He tied the horses, and followed James into the office, with his jaws stiff. Gordon stood up when James entered, and looked past him for Clemency. "She was not there?" he almost shouted.
"She left the Liptons at two o'clock, and I have stopped at every house on my way, and no one has seen her."
"Oh, my God!" said Gordon, with a dazed look at James.
"What do you think?" asked James.
"I don't know what to think. I am utterly at a loss now. I supposed she was entirely safe. There are almost no tramps at this season, and in broad daylight. At two, you said? It is almost six. I don't know what to do. What will come next? I must tell Clara something before I do anything else."
Gordon rushed out of the office, and they heard his heavy tread on the stairs. Aaron stared at James, and still he did not chew.
"It's almost dark," he said with a low drawl.
"Yes."
"We've got to take lanterns, and hunt along the road and fields."
"Yes, we have."