The wicked ogre is locked up in a dungeon instead of you, and the Prince commands the poor little captive to tell him everything." Then Daisy, with some broken sobs, and with a piteous light in her blue eyes, told Noel the whole cruel story.

He listened without once interrupting the little narrator.

When she had finished, he kissed her, and told her that she now had nothing to fear, and then, bidding her sleep away all her troubles, he left her to Primrose's care.

By the next train he himself went to London in full time to attend Dove's trial.
That worthy was at first inclined to brazen matters out, but when Noel, primed with Daisy's confession, appeared on the scene, his face underwent a remarkable change.

Its rubicund tints quite deserted it, an alarming pallor spreading over every feature.