I had just reached him, when two other persons turned the corner of Nicholas-lane.

On seeing us, one of them ran up to the doctor, exclaiming, 'By Heaven, the very person I want!' It was Sir Paul Parravicin; and he instantly explained his errand.

Imagine the feelings with which I heard his account of the illness of my daughter.

Imagine, also, the horror I must have experienced in recognising in her persecutor my--" The sentence was not completed, for at that moment the door was opened by Sir Paul Parravicin, who, advancing towards Thirlby, begged, in the same deferential tone as before, to have a few words with him.
"I might well refuse you," replied Thirlby, sternly, "but it is necessary we should have some explanation of what has occurred." "It is," rejoined Parravicin, "and, therefore, I have sought you." Thirlby arose, and accompanied the knight into the outer room, closing the door after him.

More than a quarter of an hour--it seemed an age to Leonard--elapsed, and still no one came.