CHAPTER XXXVI

When he learned that Dimny had left the hotel Noll’s mind ran everywhere and got nowhere with the swift futility of a squirrel in a wheel. His love cried out that Dimny had been kidnapped and was suffering Heaven only knew what fate. He could make no guess which way to pursue. She had been gone more than an hour. In that time she could be forty or fifty miles along any one of the roads radiating from Brussels. How could he follow without knowing which road to choose? He spent a night of tormented anxiety. The next …