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Grant shook his head.
โNothing definite,โ he said. โMr. Reynolds has gone to Georgia to follow up a clew.โ
โTwo weeks since,โ said the postman, โI left a letter here dated at Scipio, Ill. It was in a boy's handwriting. I thought it might be from the lost boy.โ
โA letter from Scipio, in a boy's handwriting!โ repeated Grant, surprised. โMr. Reynolds has shown me all his letters. He has received none from there.โ
โI can't understand it. I left it here, I am positive of that.โ
โAt what time in the day?โ asked Grant, quickly.
โAbout eleven o'clock in the forenoon.โ
โCan you tell to whom you gave it?โ
โTo the servant.โ
โIt is very strange,โ said Grant, thoughtfully. โAnd it was in a boy's handwriting?โ
โYes; the address was in a round, schoolboy hand. The servant couldn't have lost it, could she?โ
โNo; Sarah is very careful.โ
โWell, I must be going.โ
By this time Grant had opened the letter. He had glanced rapidly at the signature, and his face betrayed excitement.
โThis is from Herbert,โ he said. โYou may listen, if you like.โ
He rapidly read the letter, which in part was as follows:
โDEAR GRANT: I write to you, or rather I have asked Miss Stone, who is taking care of me, to do so, because I wrote to papa two weeks since, and I am afraid he did not get the letter, for I have had no answer. I wrote from the town of Scipio, in Illinoisโ
โJust what I said,โ interrupted the postman.
โI wrote that Mr. Ford had carried me away and brought me out West, where he put me to board in a poor family, where I had scarcely enough to eat. Mr. Barton had one son, Abner, who treated me well, and agreed to run away with me to New York, if we could get money from papa. But we waited and waited, and no letter came. So at last we decided to run away at any rate, for I was afraid Mr. Ford would come back and take me somewhere else. I can't tell you much about the journey, except that we walked most of the way, and we got very tiredโor, at least, I did, for I am not so strong as Abnerโtill I broke down. I am stopping now at the house of Dr. Stone, who is very kind, and so is his sister, who is writing this letter for me. Will you show papa this letter, and ask him to send for me, if he cannot come himself? I do so long to be at home once more. I hope he will come before Willis Ford finds me out. I think he has a spite against papa, and that is why he stole me away. Your affectionate friend,
โHERBERT REYNOLDS.โ
โPlease say nothing about this,โ said Grant to the postman. โI don't want it known that this letter has come.โ
โWhat will you do?โ
โI shall start for the West myself to-night.โ
โMrs. Estabrook intercepted that letter,โ said Grant to himself. โI am sure of it.โ
CHAPTER XXXVII โ WILLIS FORD FINDS THE RUNAWAYS
โI shall be absent for a few days, Mrs. Estabrook,โ said Grant to the housekeeper, as he entered the house.
โWhere are you going?โ she inquired.
โI can't tell you definitely.โ
โHadn't you better wait till Mr. Reynolds gets back?โ
โNo; business is not very pressing in the office, and I can be spared.โ
The housekeeper concluded that Grant was going to Colebrook, and did not connect his journey with the lost boy.
โOh, well, I suppose you understand your own business best. Herbert will miss you if he finds you away when his father brings him back.โ
โDo you think he will?โ asked Grant, eyeing the housekeeper sharply.
โI'm sure I don't know. I suppose he expects to, or he would not have traveled so far in search of him.โ
โShall you be glad to see him back, Mrs. Estabrook?โ
โOf course! What makes you doubt it?โ demanded the housekeeper, sharply.
โI thought you didn't like Herbert.โ
โI wasn't always petting him. It isn't in my way to pet boys.โ
โDo you often hear from Willis Ford?โ
โThat is my business,โ answered Mrs. Estabrook, sharply. โWhy do you ask?โ
โI was wondering whether he knew that Herbert had been abducted.โ
โThat is more than we know. Very likely the boy ran away.โ
Grant called on the cashier at his private residence, confided to him his plan, and obtained a sum of money for traveling expenses. He left the Grand Central Depot by the evening train, and by morning was well on his way to Chicago.
Meanwhile, Willis Ford had left no stone unturned to obtain news of the runaways. This he did not find difficult, though attended with delay. He struck the right trail, and then had only to inquire, as he went along, whether two boys had been seen, one small and delicate, the other large and well-grown, wandering through the country. Plenty had seen the two boys, and told him so.
โAre they your sons, mister?โ asked a laborer of whom he inquired.
โNot both of themโonly the smaller,โ answered Ford, with unblushing falsehood.
โAnd what made them run away now?โ
โMy son probably did not like the boarding place I selected for him.โ
โWhy didn't he write to you?โ
โHe didn't know where to direct.โ
โWho is the other lad?โ
โThe son of the man I placed him with. I think he may have induced Sam to run away.โ
Finally Ford reached Claremont, the town where the boys had actually found refuge. Here he learned that two boys had been taken in by Dr. Stone, answering to the description he gave. One, the younger one, had been sick, but now was better. This information he obtained at the hotel.
Ford's eyes sparkled with
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