After a little trouble, the astute Andrew ascertained that Mr. Maunders
had certainly not left the village by any public conveyance.
It was late when Mr. Larkspur returned to the castle, after having
mastered this fact. He found that Lady Eversleigh had been inquiring
for him; and he was told that she had requested he might be sent to her
apartments at whatever time he returned.
In obedience to this summons, he followed a servant to the room
occupied by the mistress of Raynham Castle.
"Well, Mr. Larkspur," Honoria asked, eagerly, "do you bring many hope?"
"I don't exactly know about that, my lady," answered the ever-cautious
Andrew; "but I think I may venture to say that things are going on
pretty smoothly. I ain't wasting time, depend upon it; and I hope in a
day or two I may have something encouraging to tell you."
"But you will tell me nothing yet?" murmured Honoria, with a despairing
sigh.
"Not yet, my lady."
No more was said. Lady Eversleigh was obliged to be content with this
small comfort.
Early the next morning Mr. Larkspur set out on his voyage of discovery
to the villages within two, three, four, and five hours' walk of
Raynham.
CHAPTER XXXVI.
ON THE TRACK.
The next day Mr. Larkspur spent in the same manner, and returned to the
castle late at night, and very much out of sorts.
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