Agnes . ently taken care of. Such a thing could nothave happened had he been in our hands.^ Sheretuined home fiom this fruitless errand moreconvinced than ever that it was the Trevelyanswho had stolen her child from her, but feelingherself helpless and impotent, and in despair. As for Jack Charlton, he had himself gone toCornwall, and availed himself of his knowledge The Search. 205 of tlie country to ascertain everytliing that hadpassed at Trevelvan since Walter^s disappearance ;but nothing svas to he learned there. Theycannot keep him always in hiding/-* Jack said^•when he came back. It cann
Agnes . ently taken care of. Such a thing could nothave happened had he been in our hands.^ Sheretuined home fiom this fruitless errand moreconvinced than ever that it was the Trevelyanswho had stolen her child from her, but feelingherself helpless and impotent, and in despair. As for Jack Charlton, he had himself gone toCornwall, and availed himself of his knowledge The Search. 205 of tlie country to ascertain everytliing that hadpassed at Trevelvan since Walter^s disappearance ;but nothing svas to he learned there. Theycannot keep him always in hiding/-* Jack said^•when he came back. It cannot last long;they must produce him sooner or later. It ishard to say it_, but you are very brave; and if you can but have patience^ dear ]Mrs. Trevelyan ^ Agnes heard it, and smiled as people smilewhen they are dying. Sooner or later !—whenshe did not know how to contain herself andbear her burden from one day to another. Butthen there are some things which it is useless tosay. CHAPTER XIV. The Clue,. HINGS were going on in this way,and tlie summer had come withthat brightness which is aivrays soJ^^^f^^^^ painful to a heart in pain, whenone day Jack Charlton arrived suddenly at Wind-holm. Agnes was sitting with her little girlsbeside her, who must be a great comfort to her,as everybody said. And so they were a greatcomfort, and yet an additional pang, remindingher in every word they spoke, and every move-ment they made, continually of the other whowas absent—the firstborn, who was so much olderthan they, and understood her looks and knewwhat she meant. They were playing at her feetas she sat reading in the soft May few months before she would have been at workwith her eyes and ears open to her children; butit was hard to work under her present circum-stances, when thinking was nothing less than The Clue. 207 misery. Slie was amusing- herself and readino- •,0 0 a uovelj, as a spectator would have said; whichmeant that she was making a forlorn attempt toabsti-
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