It was Mrs. Wadsworth who uttered the words. She sat in the luxuriously1 furnished living room of the Wadsworth mansion2, wringing3 her hands while the tears stood on her cheeks. In front of her was the rich jewelry4 manufacturer, pacing up and down and biting his lip in deep thought.
“Don’t take it so hard, Alice, my dear,” said the husband in a husky voice. “It’ll come out all right—I am sure it will.”
“But, Oliver, I am so frightened! Think of those poor girls in the hands of those awful gypsies—or somebody just as bad, or worse! It’s dreadful! I can’t bear to think of it!” and Mrs. Wadsworth’s tears began to flow afresh.
In a corner of the library sat old Caspar Potts, white-haired and with eyes that were no longer bright. The professor’s head was shaking from side to side.
“I wish Davy were here,” he quavered. “I’m sure that boy could do something.”
“He has telegraphed that he is on the way, 193along with Roger Morr,” said Mr. Wadsworth.
“Good! Good! He’ll do something—I know he will! Davy is a great boy!” and the old professor nodded his head vigorously. Ever since he had taken our hero from the poorhouse years before, Dave had been the very apple of his eye.
Oliver Wadsworth walked to a writing-table, and from one of the compartments5 drew a much-rumpled sheet of paper, which had come to him in a dirty envelope several days before. The envelope had been post-marked, “Halwick,” the name of a town about thirty miles away.
“What are you going to do about that demand for money?” questioned Mrs. Wadsworth, as she watched her husband peruse6 the note—something he had done a great number of times.
“I don’t know,” he answered helplessly. “We have been given at least ten days in which to raise it, so there is no great hurry about deciding the question.”
“Is Mr. Porter in favor of meeting the demand?”
“He is like myself, he doesn’t know what to do. He and Dunston Porter are both of the opinion that this demand for fifty thousand dollars may be just the forerunner7 of other demands. They may want every cent all of us are worth before they give the two girls up,” added the jewelry manufacturer.
194“But, Oliver! if you don’t give them the money——”
“I know, I know, Alice. We’ll have to fix it up somehow,” answered the husband hastily. Then he sat down beside her and put his arm around her shoulder. “Please don’t worry so. I am sure we’ll be able to fix this matter up somehow sooner or later, and that the girls will come back safely.”
“Oh, I wish I could believe you!” burst out the distressed8 woman. And then, unable to control herself longer, she burst into a passionate9 fit of weeping, and betook herself away to her bedroom.
From outside came the sound of an automobile10 rolling along the gravel12 roadway, and looking from a window the manufacturer saw Dave’s father alight, followed by Dunston Porter. Both showed signs of weariness, and the look on the face of each betokened13 keen disappointment.
“Any success?” demanded the jewelry manufacturer quickly, as the pair entered the house.
“Nothing worth speaking about,” answered Dunston Porter. “We hired another detective and sent him off to Halwick.”
“The authorities have no news whatever,” added Dave’s father. “They have received telegrams from all the large cities within three hundred miles of this place, and not a trace of the 195girls has come to light. They claim that it’s the strangest disappearance14 on record.”
“But this demand for money——” began Oliver Wadsworth.
“Yes, they are trying to sift15 that out, too. But they don’t seem to be able to get anywhere with it. They have advised that you continue to keep quiet about it, and they said they would keep quiet, too. Nevertheless, I think the news has leaked out somehow.”
“Let me see that letter again,” said Dunston Porter, and perused16 the communication as carefully as the jewelry manufacturer had done. It was written in heavy lead pencil in evidently a disguised hand, and was as follows:
“The to girls Jessie Wadsworth and Laura Porter are safe in our hands. We will take good care of them but you wil haf to pay the price and do it inside of ten days or two weeks at longest. We mean busines so no funy work. We want fifty thousand dollars from you Mr. Wadsworth and from them Porters. Each of you can pay as much of the amount as you plese. We want the money in cash and wil send you word just were it is to be placed and at what time. If you fale us you will be mighty17 sory for we mean busines. Dont make no mistak about that. If you pay the money as we want the girls will be back home safe inside of two days and not a hare of there head harmed. Now take warning for we mean busines and wont18 stand for no nonsence.”
196“This was either written by a very illiterate19 person or else by somebody who tried to make out he was such,” was Dunston Porter’s comment.
“I think it is just such a letter as one of those young gypsies might write,” answered Dave’s father. “Most of them have some education, but not a great deal.”
Both Mr. Wadsworth and Dave’s father had had a great deal of business to attend to during the past few weeks, and Dunston Porter had been kept busy assisting Mr. Basswood in turning the vacant land on the outskirts20 of Crumville into building plots and offering them for sale. But since the unexpected and mysterious disappearance of the two girls all thoughts of business had been brushed aside.
“Dave and Roger ought to be here almost any time now,” remarked Dunston Porter. “But what good their coming on the scene is going to do, I can’t surmise21.”
“You can’t blame them for wanting to come after receiving such news,” remarked Mr. Wadsworth. “Dave, I know, thinks a great deal of his sister, and you all know that he and Jessie think a great deal of each other.”
“Yes. And I know that Roger has his eye on Laura,” answered the girl’s father. “And she thinks a great deal of the young man.”
At that moment the telephone rang, and Dunston 197Porter went to answer it. A telegram was telephoned to him.
“Dave and Roger are now on their way from Albany,” he announced. “They will be here in about an hour. I think I’ll run down to the depot22 in the auto11 and meet them.” And so it was arranged.
There were no passengers as eager as Dave and Roger to leave the train when it rolled into the little station at Crumville. Dunston Porter was on hand, and they gazed eagerly at his face to see if it bore any signs of good news.
“No, I’ve got nothing to cheer you with,” he announced, after shaking hands and conducting them to the auto, into the tonneau of which they pitched their suit-cases. “We haven’t the least idea where they are or how they disappeared.”
“But, Uncle Dunston, you must have some news!” pleaded Dave.
“At least you can tell us how and when they left home and what was the last word you had from them,” said Roger.
“They made up their minds to go to Boston to visit Jessie’s aunt, Mrs. Brightling, just about two weeks ago,” answered Dave’s uncle. “They spent two or three days in getting ready; and then a week ago this Wednesday they started on the trip, Mrs. Wadsworth and the chauffeur23 taking them down to the depot. They carried one 198trunk, which was checked through to Boston, and Laura had a suit-case, and both of the girls had handbags. They had through tickets to Boston, and got on the train; and that was the last we saw or heard of them.
“We had expected to get a letter from Laura, and the Wadsworths expected a letter from Jessie, stating that they had arrived safely. When no letters came, Mrs. Wadsworth got nervous, and as a result she asked her husband to send a telegram to find out what was wrong.
“The telegram had just been sent when a telegram was received from Mrs. Brightling, asking how it was that the girls had not come on as expected. Then she telegraphed a little later that she had not seen them nor heard from them.
“A search was made at the depot in Boston, and the trunk was found just as it had been checked from here. The suit-case the girls had kept with them on the train.”
“But didn’t they meet anybody on the train who knew them?” questioned Dave.
“No one that we have heard from up to the present time. We have been making a number of inquiries24, and, of course, expect to make more. You see, the people they met on the train were going away from Crumville, so that makes it difficult to follow them up. And besides that, so 199much time was lost in the first place, that I suppose a good many people would forget, even if they had seen them on the train.”
“But didn’t they have parlor25-car chairs?” questioned Dave.
“No. The train had only one parlor car on it, and that was crowded. Mr. Wadsworth had telegraphed for seats, but there had been some mix-up, and as a consequence the girls had to put up with seats in one of the day coaches. Mrs. Wadsworth told them they had better wait for another train, but they laughed and said that they would rather go into one of the day coaches than lose the time.”
During this conversation Dunston Porter had started up the automobile and was on the way to the Wadsworth mansion. In a few minutes more they rolled up to the piazza26, and there Dave’s father and Mr. Wadsworth came out to greet them, followed by the trembling form of Professor Potts.
It was a sorry home-coming for our hero, and Roger was equally affected27. They shook hands with those who were there to greet them, and for the moment the emotions of all were so deep that nobody trusted himself to speak. All went inside, and it was old Caspar Potts who broke the silence.
200“If I were only a younger man!” he said in a trembling voice. “Davy, it’s up to you to do something—you and your friend Roger.”
“I’m going to do it if I possibly can, Professor,” answered the youth, huskily.
All sat down and the Crumville folks gave to the young civil engineers all the particulars they had concerning the strange disappearance of the two girls.
“And are you quite sure it is the work of those gypsies?” queried28 Roger.
“I don’t see who else would play such a dirty trick,” responded Mr. Wadsworth.
“Dave has another idea,” went on the senator’s son.
“What is that?” asked Dunston Porter quickly, while the others looked up questioningly.
“I’ve been wondering if Nick Jasniff wasn’t connected with this affair,” answered Dave.
“Nick Jasniff!” exclaimed Oliver Wadsworth. “You mean the fellow I helped to put in prison?”
“Yes.”
“What makes you think he could have had anything to do with it?”
“I’ll tell you,” answered our hero. And thereupon he related how he and Roger had first seen Nick Jasniff in the vicinity of the construction camp, and how, later on, he had been instrumental in having Jasniff sent away from the camp, and 201then how he had met the rascal29 on the road, had a fight, and lost the two letters and the contents of his pocketbook.
“I ought to have written about this, but I didn’t want to worry you folks too much,” he concluded.
“Dave, you may have struck the truth!” burst out Mr. Wadsworth excitedly. “It would be just like that rascal to do such a thing as this. And besides that, you must remember one thing—Jasniff was not pardoned.”
“Not pardoned!” burst out our hero and Roger simultaneously30.
“No, he was not pardoned,” answered the jewelry manufacturer. “His case came up before the Board of Pardons, and after a hearing they recommended a pardon for him to the governor. But before the governor signed the order to let him go, Jasniff made his escape from the prison and ran away. Then, of course, the recommendation for a pardon was torn up and thrown in the waste-basket; so if the fellow is ever captured he can go back to prison and serve his term over again.”
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