(He had been looking, as they had supposed, for the ruffian who had
attacked Sir Joseph; with a motive, however, for the search at which it
was impossible for other persons to guess. His own safety was now bound
up in the safety of Thomas Wildfang. As soon as he was out of sight in
the darkness, he made straight for the malt-house. The change of clothes
was there untouched; not a trace of his accomplice was to be seen.
Where else to look for him it was impossible to tell. Turlington had no
alternative but to go back to the house, and ascertain if suspicion had
been aroused in his absence.)
He had only to ascend the stairs, and to see, through the open door,
that Sir Joseph had been placed in his daughter's room.
"What does this mean?" he asked, roughly.
Before it was possible to answer him the footman appeared with a
message. The doctor had come back to the door to say that he would take
on himself the necessary duty of informing the constable of what had
happened, on his return to the village. Turlington started and changed
color.
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