Meanwhile, at Cheltenham, the distress occasioned by the disappearance of the child was extreme, and greatly aggravated to her recent protectors, Mr. and Mrs. Blake, by the reproaches they poured upon themselves for their neglect of the little creature in their way home from the theatre. Hour after hour during the night the good old man, sometimes alone, sometimes accompanied by his son, paced up and down the principal street, and occasionally through others leading into it, / watching eagerly to catch a glimpse of some form resembling little Agnes. As soon as the day was sufficiently advanced, he went, still attended by his son, and this time by his disconsolate wife also, to lay his complaint before the magistrate, and to solicit advice how to proceed. Hand-bills were immediately prepared, sent to the press, and posted up at every quarter of the town. In these, her person, age and dress were minutely described. The crier was employed to offer a reward, (large for a man in Blake's humble circumstances) to whoever would give information concerning her. In short, every measure was adopted, usual on such occasions, and deemed likely to produce a discovery. But so skilfully had the stranger conducted his nefarious plan, that not the slightest indication of the child's fate could be obtained. He showed himself in the streets and libraries as usual; and listened, with an air of interest, in common with others, to the hoarse voice of the crier proclaiming the extraordinary disappearance of Agnes Danvers, a / child of eleven years, with light brown hair, and dark eyes, slim and rather tall, and wearing a straw bonnet and flowered shawl.