She seemed about to add something, but checked herself.

She took her mother's arm.

"We are detaining Mr.Wilding, mother," said she, and her voice quivered as if her whole being were shaken by some gusty agitation.

They spoke their farewells briefly, and moved on.

A second later Diana was back at their side again.
"Where are you lodged, Mr.Wilding ?" she inquired.
"With my friend Trenchard--at the sign of The Ship, by the Cross." She briefly acknowledged the information, rejoined her mother, and hurried away with her.
Trenchard stood staring after them a moment.