But he gave them no time to question him.
"I am going on," he said hastily to Elizabeth; "they will look after you here.

I will arrange everything for you as soon as possible, and if we don't meet before, perhaps--in Vancouver--" "I say, are you going to hunt the robbers ?" asked Philip, catching his arm.
Anderson made no reply.

He turned to Delaine, drew him aside a moment, and put a letter into his hand.
"My father was one of them," he said, without emotion, "and is dead.

I have asked you to tell Lady Merton." There was a call for him.

The train was already moving.