"Did you call?"
"When?"
"Now—a little while ago?"
"No."
A great trembling shook Dan's whole frame. Mona perceived it, and a sensation of disaster not yet attained to the clearness of an idea took hold of her.
"Where is Ewan?" she said.
He tried to avoid her gaze. "Why do you ask for him?" said Dan, in a faltering voice.
"Where is he?" she asked again.
He grew dizzy, and laid hold of the settle for support. The question she asked was that which he had come to answer, but his tongue clave to his mouth.
Very pale and almost rigid from the heaviness of a great fear which she felt but could not understand, she watched him when he reeled like a drunken man.