In less than an hour he alighted before the door of the house in which Captain Paget lodged.
"Is Mr.Hawkehurst in ?" he asked of the girl who admitted him.
"No, sir; he's just left to go into the country.

He hasn't been gone ten minutes.

You might a'most have met him." "Do you know where he has gone ?" "I heard say it was Dorking, sir." "Humph! I should like to have seen him before he went.

Did he take much luggage ?" "One portmanter, sir." "I suppose you didn't notice where he told the man to drive ?" "Yes, sir; it was Euston-square." "Ah! Euston-square.

I'll go there, then, on the chance of catching him," said Mr.Sheldon.
He bestowed a donation upon the domestic, reentered his hansom, and told the man to drive to Euston-square "like a shot." "So! His destination is Dorking, and he goes from Euston-square!" muttered Mr.Sheldon, in sombre meditation, as the hansom rattled and rushed, and jingled and jolted, over the stones.