“Nothing whatever!”
Drake bowed his head again. “I knew it was a lie—that she had gone after you—I never believed that story.”
“Would to God she had!” said Storm fervently, and Drake flinched, but bore himself bravely. “When did she go?”
“Two days ago, apparently.”
“Has anybody looked for her?”
“I have—everywhere—everywhere I can think of. But this London——”
“Yes, yes; I know—I know!”
“For two days I have never rested, and all last night.”
Storm's eyes were watching the twitchings of Drake's face. He had been sitting uneasily on his chair, and now he rose from it.
“Are you going already?” said Drake.