The woman returned; her countenance was glad. Perceiving the
agitation of Sybil, she said, "You may dry your eyes my dear.
There is nothing like a friend at court; there's a warrant
from the Secretary of State for your release."
"No, no," said Sybil springing from her chair. "Is he here?"
"What the Secretary of State!" said the woman.
"No, no! I mean is any one here?"
"There is a coach waiting for you at the door with the
messenger from the office, and you are to depart forthwith.
My husband is here, it was he who knocked at the door. The
warrant came before the office was opened."
"My father! I must see him."
The inspector at this moment tapped again at the door and then
entered. He caught the last request of Sybil, and replied to
it in the negative. "You must not stay," he said; "you must
be off immediately. I will tell all to your father. And take
a hint; this affair may be bailable or it may not be. I can't
give an opinion, but it depends on the evidence. If you have
any good man you know--I mean a householder long established
and well to do in the world--I advise you to lose no time in
looking him up. That will do your father much more good than
saying good bye and all that sort of thing.
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