"Yes," said Varney.
"Come along, then, and I will show you what I have been about; and I rather think you have already a shrewd guess as to my motive. This way—this way."
They moved off to some other part of the mansion, and the sound of their voices gradually died away, so that after all, the friends had not got the least idea of what that motive was, which still induced the vampyre and the hangman, rather than leave the other on the premises, to make an agreement to stay with each other.
"What's to be done now?" said Henry.
"Wait," said Dr. Chillingworth, "wait, and watch still. I see nothing else that can be done with any degree of safety."
"But what are we to wait for?" said the admiral.
"By waiting, we shall, perhaps, find out," was the doctor's reply; "but you may depend that we never shall by interfering."
"Well, well, be it so. It seems that we have no other resource. And when either or both of those fellows make their appearance, and seem about to leave, what is to be done with them?"
"They must be seized then, and in order that that may be done without any bloodshed, we ought to have plenty of force here. Henry, could you get your brother, and Charles, if he be sufficiently recovered, to come?"
"Certainly, and Jack Pringle."