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The future! Who could see the faintest glimmer of it? Who could see
anything but the ill-omened figure of Michael Vanstone, posted darkly
on the verge of the present time--and closing all the prospect that lay
beyond him?
CHAPTER XV.
ON the next morning but one, news was received from Mr. Pendril.
The place of Michael Vanstone's residence on the Continent had been
discovered. He was living at Zurich; and a letter had been dispatched to
him, at that place, on the day when the information was obtained. In the
course of the coming week an answer might be expected, and the purport
of it should be communicated forthwith to the ladies at Combe-Raven.
Short as it was, the interval of delay passed wearily. Ten days elapsed
before the expected answer was received; and when it came at last, it
proved to be, strictly speaking, no answer at all. Mr. Pendril had been
merely referred to an agent in London who was in possession of Michael
Vanstone's instructions. Certain difficulties had been discovered in
connection with those instructions, which had produced the necessity of
once more writing to Zurich. And there "the negotiations" rested again
for the present.
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