"They are not," answered the man. "They have left the village."
"Left the village!" faltered the Captain.
"Yes," replied the man. "So, for once you have missed your aim."
"Missed indeed!" he cried. "But say—where are they gone?—Tell me, I conjure you."
"I will perish first," answered the man. "I know your business too well!"
"It is impossible," said the Captain, "you should know my business."
"Is not your name Talton!" interrupted the man.
"My name is," answered Mr. Talton. "But I cannot conceive what concern that has with the lady in question."
"A great deal," said the man. "So, once more I tell you, you have missed your aim. My lady will not go to prison this time!"
"God forbid she should," exclaimed the Captain. "Yet tell me, I entreat you—."