Would he never come?
She heard a sound, rushed out to meet him in the passage, and pulled him into the study.
"Uncle John," she gasped, holding out a letter in her shaking hand.
"That man who was taken up last night was--Raymond.

He is in prison.

He is ill.

Let us go to him," and she explained as best she could that a letter had only just been found written to her by Raymond in July, warning her he was in the neighborhood of Arleigh, near the old nurse's cottage, and that she might see him at any moment, and must have money in readiness.

The instant she had read the letter she rushed up to Arleigh, to see her old nurse, and met her coming down, in great agitation, to tell her that Raymond, whom she had shielded once before under promise of secrecy, had been arrested the night before.
In a quarter of an hour Mr.Alwynn and Ruth were driving swiftly through the dusk, in a close carriage, in the direction of D----.