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Chapter 62

           MrGeraldwasalonewhenIentered.Themanoutsidewasabsent,andhasjustreturned.Ihavenothadtimetoquestionhim."

           "But—but,howcameyoutobehere?"

           "Icouldnotstayathome.Icouldnotenduretheuncertaintyanylonger.Itwasterrible—alone,withnooneatthehouse;andthethoughtthatmypoorbrother—Mondieu!Mondieu!"

           Poindexterregardshisdaughterwithaperplexed,butstillinquiring,look.

           "IthoughtImightfindHenryhere."

           "Here!Buthowdidyouknowofthisplace?Whoguidedyou?Youarebyyourself!"

           "Oh,father!Iknewtheway.Yourememberthedayofthehunt—whenthemustangranawaywithme.ItwasbeyondthisplaceIwascarried.OnreturningwithMrGerald,hetoldmehelivedhere.IfanciedIcouldfindthewayback."

           Poindexter’slookofperplexitydoesnotleavehim,thoughanotherexpressionbecomesblendedwithit.Hisbrowcontracts;theshadowdeepensuponit;thoughwhateverthedarkthought,hedoesnotdeclareit.

           "Astrangethingforyoutohavedone,mydaughter.Imprudent—indeeddangerous.Youhaveactedlikeasillygirl.Come—comeaway!Thisisnoplaceforalady—foryou.Gettoyourhorse,andridehomeagain.Someonewillgowithyou.Theremaybeascenehere,youshouldnotbepresentat.Come,come!"Thefatherstridesforthfromthehut,thedaughterfollowingwithreluctancescarceconcealed;and,withlikeunwillingness,isconductedtohersaddle.

           Thesearchers,nowdismounted,areupontheopengroundinfront.

           Theyareallthere.

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