Chapter 14 No.14

I walked home also, and was tolerably tired. Entering the house as one at home there, I found nobody at home, no Starwood,-no Chevalier. I lay upon the sofa in a day-dream or two, and when rested, went out into the garden. I searched every corner, too, in vain; but wandering past the dividing hedge, a voice floated articulately over the still after