Sue a Little Heroine by L.T. Meade

When Harris parted from Giles and Connie -- on the very same day that Connie had gone to tea with Ronald, on the very same day that Ronald had visited Giles -- he was as troubled and miserable as man could be. There was but one brave thing for him to do -- he ought to confess his sin.

Where Sue could be he had not the faintest idea. Why was she absent? It was days now since she had left her home -- Sue, of all people -- Sue, with a little delicate brother like Giles. It was unlike her to go. There could be but one reason. Harris had taken means to ascertain whether poor Sue had been up before the magistrates. He knew enough about the law, and about crime generally, to know that she would be taken up for theft to Bow Street; but beyond doubt she had never gone there. Where in all the world could she be? Harris was by no means sufficiently sorry to give himself up for conscience's sake; but he was in a state of nervousness and great distress of mind.