Has she been attacked by the plague ?" "Would she had!" groaned Leonard.
"Is she still at Ashdown ?" pursued the grocer.

"Ah! you shake your head.
I see!--I must be beside myself not to have thought of it before.

She is in the power of the Earl of Rochester." "She is," cried Leonard, catching at the angle of the shed for support.
"And I am here!" exclaimed Mr.Bloundel, forgetting his caution, and thrusting himself far out of the window, as if with the intention of letting himself down by the rope--"I am here, when I ought to be near her!" "Calm yourself, I beseech you, sir," cried Leonard; "a moment's rashness will undo all you have done." "True!" replied the grocer, checking himself.

"I must think of others as well as of her.

But where is she?
Hide nothing from me." "I have reason to believe she is in London," replied the apprentice.