Would it help Sisily if he gave himself up and told all he knew?
That was a question he had asked himself before, and dismissed it because he realized that his own story might involve her more deeply still.

And the loss of time since then, coupled with his own disappearance, intensified the risk which such a course would entail.
There was no hope for her in that direction.

Where, then, were they to look for hope?
He was recalled to his surroundings by a hand laid on his arm.

He started and looked round.

The man next to him, with a glance at the paper in his hand, asked him if he could tell him the winner of the second race at Lingfield.