" Roberts was a detective, and Carl began to feel that the
situation was serious.
There was nothing for Aunt Zelie and Bess to do that long evening but
wait and try to be patient. Mr. Hazeltine promised to telephone the
moment he discovered the least clue to her whereabouts.
And where was Louise?
While she and John were playing checkers she overheard Mr. Armstrong
talking to his wife about a book which he evidently was very anxious
to have, and which he seemed unable to find either at the library or
the bookstores.
At the first mention of the title Louise was sure she had seen it on
their own library table at home, and remembered hearing her father and
uncle discuss it. "I know father will lend it to him," she thought,
and was about to say so to Mr. Armstrong, when she recollected that
Uncle William had borrowed it.
"I am sure he has finished it," she thought, "and at any rate he has
gone to Chicago. I'll go home and ask Aunt Zelie to let me get it."
Eager to do this kindness, she ran off as soon as the game was
finished.
But everybody was out. James was at work in the cellar; Mandy so
occupied with her pantry shelves that she did not know when Louise
passed through the kitchen; Sukey had taken Helen and Carie for a
walk, and Aunt Zelie was at a lecture.
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