If with any result, you shall know." "We must hope for the best, Blanche.

They evidently suspect her of having got out at the junction of the two railways for the purpose of giving the telegraph the slip.

There is no help for it.

Go to bed, child--go to bed." Blanche kissed her uncle in silence and went away.

The bright young face was sad with the first hopeless sorrow which the old man had yet seen in it.