resort in Narrabee; he had made endless inquiries in every direction,
with this result--no one had set eyes on John Jago. Everybody declared
that John Jago had not entered the town.

We all looked at each other, excepting the two brothers, who were
seated together in a dark corner of the room. The conclusion appeared
to be inevitable. John Jago was a lost man.


CHAPTER VI.

THE LIMEKILN.

MR. MEADOWCROFT was the first to speak. "Somebody must find John," he
said.

"Without losing a moment," added his daughter.

Ambrose suddenly stepped out of the dark corner of the room.

"_I_ will inquire," he said.

Silas followed him.

"I will go with you," he added.

Mr. Meadowcroft interposed his authority.

"One of you will be enough; for the present, at least. Go you, Ambrose.
Your brother may be wanted later. If any accident has happened (which