"Why, it is a good time of year," said Dr. Valentine; "and delay might have been fatal." Then, after a slight hesitation, "The fact is, sir," said he, "I gathered from her servant that a husband awaits Miss Rolleston in England; and I must tell you, what of course I did not tell her, that the sooner she enters the married state the better. In fact, it is her one chance, in my opinion."
General Rolleston pressed the doctor's hand, and went away without another word.
Only he hurried his matters of business; and took his passage in the _Shannon._
It was in something of a warrior's spirit that he prepared to follow his daughter and protect her; but often he sighed at the invisible, insidious nature of the foe, and wished it could have been a fair fight of bullets and bayonets, and his own the life at stake.
The _Shannon_ was soon ready for sea.
But the gentleman who was to take General Rolleston's post met with something better, and declined it.
General Rolleston, though chafing with impatience, had to give up going home in the _Shannon._ But an influential friend, Mr. Adolphus Savage, was informed of his difficulty, and obtained a year's leave of absence for him, and permission to put young Savage in as his _locum tenens;_ which, by the by, is how politic men in general serve their friends.
The _Shannon_ sailed, but not until an incident had occurred that must not be entirely passed over. Old Mr. White called on General Rolleston with a long face, and told him James Seaton had disappeared.
"Stolen anything?"
"Not a shilling. Indeed, the last thing the poor fellow did was to give us a proof of his honesty. It seems a passenger paid him twenty-seven pounds for a berth in the _Proserpine,_ just before she sailed. Well, sir, he might have put this in his pocket, and nobody been the wiser. But no, he entered the transaction, and the numbers of the notes, and left the notes themselves in an envelope addressed to me. What I am most afraid of is, that some harm has come to him, poor lad."
"What day did he disappear?"
"The 11th of November."
"The day my daughter sailed for England," said General Rolleston, thoughtfully.
"Was it, sir? Yes, I remember. She went in the _Proserpine."_
General Rolleston knitted his brows in silence for some time; then he said, "I'll set the detectives on his track."
"Not to punish him, general. We do not want him punished."
"To punish him, protect him, or avenge him, as the case may require," was the reply, uttered very gravely.
Mr. White took his leave. General Rolleston rang the bell, and directed his servant to go for Hexham, the detective.
He then rang the bell again, and sent for Sarah Wilson. He put some searching questions to this woman; and his interrogatory had hardly concluded when Hexham was announced. General Rolleston dismissed the girl, and, looking now very grave indeed, asked the detective whether he remembered James Seaton.
"That I do, sir."
"He has levanted."
"Taken much, sir?"
"Not a shilling."
"Gone to the diggings?"
"That you must find out."
"What day was he first missed, sir?"
"Eleventh of November. The very day Miss Rolleston left."
Hexham took out a little greasy notebook and examined it. "Eleventh of November," said he, "then I almost think I have got a clew, sir; but I shall know more when I have had a word with two parties." With this he retired.
But he came again at night and brought General Rolleston some positive information; with this, however, we shall not trouble the reader just here. For General Rolleston himself related it, and the person to whom he did relate it, and the attendant circumstances, gave it a peculiar interest.
Suffice it to say here that General Rolleston went on board the _Shannon_ charged with curious information about James Seaton; and sailed for England in the wake of the _Proserpine,_ and about two thousand miles astern.
