"’Then she might fall in with hundreds and thousands of people in London who wouldn’t know Captain Ferrers from Captain Jones; and she might be too frightened to remember anything about the Scarlet Lancers. It isn’t as if we were with the regiment still.’ "The morning wore on; nothing happened. Your father went to Scotland Yard, and detectives came down and examined Hortense, who went off into fresh hysterics, and threatened to go right away and drown herself there and then; but there was no news of Mignon. And then Algy came in and told me they had dragged the pond, and, thank God, she wasn’t there; though the suspense was almost unbearable as it was. "But we seemed no nearer to hearing anything of her, and hardly knew what to be doing next, though the day was wearing away, and it was horrible to think of going through such another night as the one we had just passed. "And then--just at four o’clock--a handsome carriage drew up at the door, and I heard Mignon’s voice: ’Yes, I’m sure that’s the house,’ she said. "Oh! I don’t know how I got to the door; I think I tore it open, and ran down the steps to meet her. I don’t remember what I said--I think I cried. I’m sure your father nearly choked himself in trying to keep his sobs back. We nearly smothered Mignon with kisses, and it was ever so long before we had time to take any notice of the strange lady who had brought her home. "’I’m afraid you’ve had a terrible night,’ she said, with tears in her eyes. ’I found your dear little maid wandering about in South Kensington--oh! right down in Onslow Gardens. I saw that she was not a child accustomed to being out alone, and I asked her how it was. She was perfectly cool and unconcerned. "’"I’ve lost my maid," she said. "She sat down on a seat, and I was picking daisies, and I don’t know how, but I couldn’t find her again." "’"And what is your name?" I asked her. "’"Oh! I’m Miss Mignon," she answered. "’"And where do you live?" I inquired. "’"Well, that’s just what I can’t remember. When I’m at home I live at Ferrers Court, and when we were with the regiment, our address was, "The Scarlet Lancers"--just that. But now we are in Town, I _can’t_ remember the name of the street. I thought when I lost Hortense that I should know my way back, but I missed it somehow. And Mother will be so uneasy," she ended. "’Well,’ said the lady, ’I told her she had much better come home with me, and that I would try to find out Captain Ferrers; and so I did, but without success. Then it occurred to me that as soon as the offices were open I would telegraph to the Scarlet Lancers, asking for Captain Ferrers’ address. And so I did; and when the answer came back, it was your country address-- "CAPTAIN FERRERS, _Ferrers Court,_ _Farlington, Blankshire._"