"About four days ago."
"When did you last see your uncle, Miss Dumont?" asked the doctor.
"I have not seen him since the second day of our journey,"—which was the time that Jaspar had been left at the wood-yard.
"Probably, then, he has returned to Bellevue. It is singular that, under the instructions of the will, he should leave you in this unceremonious manner."
"Not at all," interrupted De Guy.
"You speak as though you were familiar with his motions," said Dr. Vaudelier, with a penetrating glance at the attorney.
"To some extent, I am," replied the silky-toned lawyer, with a smile which was intended to declare his own innocence in any of the plots of Jaspar. "He has voluntarily acquainted me with some of the particulars of this unfortunate affair."
"Indeed, sir!"
"Such is the fact," continued the attorney, with professional ease; "he has sent for Miss Dumont in order to effect a compromise."
"A compromise!" exclaimed Emily, with disdain; "there can be no compromise, short of restoring, absolutely, my rights!"