"Can you tell me what day she came there?"
"This makes the fourth day since she came, sir. I remember it was the same day you were brought to the hotel."
The young man started. It was the same day that Lora Carroll had disappeared.
Could it be Lora? Had it been some other waif the great sea had cast up from its deep?
"Did you see this woman? Could you describe her to me?" asked Howard, eagerly.
"I saw her the day she came wandering into Dame Videlet's cottage," was the answer.
"You can tell me how she looked then," said Howard, restraining his impatience by a great effort.
"Yes, sir. She was a mere girl in appearance—very young and very beautiful, with black eyes and long, black hair. She was thinly clad in a fine night-dress," answered the fisherman.
"Did you say she was out of her mind?" asked Howard.
"Yes, sir; she raved continually."