“Papa, Papa! You sweetest, dearest, beautifullest Papa ever lived! How good it is to see you! And, yes Auntie Lu, you’re dear too; but a body’s father—Why, he’s her father and nobody like him, nobody!”
In her enthusiastic greeting of and by her relatives Molly forgot everything and everybody else. She had crossed the gang-plank2 as swiftly as the people crowding behind and before her would permit, her feet restlessly dancing up and down in the limited space; and now that she was upon the solid wharf3 to which the steamer was moored4 she bore them along with her by an arm linked to each, eager to be free of that throng5 and in some quiet spot [Pg 41]where she could perch6 upon her father’s knee and talk, talk, talk!
Had any of the trio thought about it for a moment they would have observed Miss Greatorex lingering close to the plank and staring at everyone who crossed it, searching for Dorothy.
“Strange! She certainly was right here a minute ago! I thought she had gone off the boat ahead of me, but she couldn’t have done so, for she’s nowhere in sight;” she murmured to herself.
When all had crossed and still Dorothy did not appear, the anxious teacher returned to the boat and renewed her search there: asking of all the employees she met if they had seen her missing charge. But one of them had noticed the girl at all; that was a workman who had helped to drag the gang-plank into place upon the wharf and against whom Dorothy had rudely dashed in her pursuit of the “shiny man.”
He remembered her excited manner, her swift apology to himself for the accident, and her frantic7 rush across the wharf. He had looked after her with curiosity and had remarked to a bystander:
“That little passenger is afraid she’ll get left! Maybe she doesn’t know we lie alongside this dock till mid-afternoon.”
Then he had gone about his own affairs and dismissed her from his mind till, thus recalled by Miss Greatorex’s question, he wished he had watched her more closely. He was afraid she might have been hurt among the heavy wagons8 moving about, [Pg 42]and that was the poor comfort which he expressed to the now thoroughly9 frightened lady.
Meanwhile the Breckenridge party had crossed the street, under conveyance10 of a waiting policeman, and had paused upon the further curb11 while Molly explained:
“Miss Greatorex is dreadful slow, Papa dear. But she’ll be here in a minute. She’s sure to be and Dolly with her. Oh! she is the very sweetest, dearest, bravest girl I ever knew! If I had a sister I should want her to be exactly like Dorothy. I wonder what does keep them! And I’m so hungry, so terribly hungry and we lost our purses—couldn’t be she’d linger to search for them again when we’ve already ransacked13 the whole boat! Why, Papa, look! Miss Greatorex is on the boat again, herself. Running, fairly running around the deck and acting14 as if she, too, had lost something. How queer that is!”
Both the gentleman and lady now fixed15 their attention upon the teacher, until that moment unknown to them. She certainly was conducting herself in a strange, half-bewildered manner and the Judge realized that there was something wrong. Bidding his sister and child:
“Stay right here on this corner. Don’t leave it. I’ll step back to the steamer and see what’s amiss;” and to the hackman he had summoned, he added: “Keep your rig right on the spot and an eye upon these fares! I’ll be back in a minute.”
But he wasn’t. When he did come, after Mrs. [Pg 43]Hungerford and Molly had had ample time to grow anxious themselves, it was with a woe-begone Miss Greatorex upon his arm and a very disturbed expression on his own face.
“That, my dear, is exactly what this lady and I would like to know. I was in hopes she might have seen you standing18 here and crossed to join you. Well, she’s been in too great haste, likely, and started by herself to go—I wonder where! Anyway, the best thing to be done is for you three to get into this carriage and drive to the Astor House and order dinner for all of us. It’s an old-time hotel where my father and I used to go when I was a boy myself, and I patronized it for old association’s sake. You, small daughter, had fixed your mind on nothing less than the Waldorf-Astoria, I expect! Never mind; you’ll get as good food in one place as the other.”
“But, Papa, aren’t you coming with us?”
“Not just yet. I’ll stop behind a bit and set a few policemen or small boys in search for Miss Dorothy. Tell me something by which we can recognize her when found. New York is pretty full of little girls, you know, and I might miss her among so many.”
The Judge tried to make his tone a careless one but there was real anxiety in it as his sister promptly19 understood; but she also felt it best to treat the matter lightly, for already poor Miss Isobel was [Pg 44]on the point of collapse20. So she answered readily enough:
“Very well, brother, so we’ll do. I reckon I know your tastes so that I can cater21 for you and—is there any limit to what we may order? I’m a bit hungry myself and always do crave22 the most expensive dishes on the menu. Good-by, for a little while.”
The Judge bade the driver: “To the Astor House;” lifted his hat to those within the carriage, and it moved away.
Then he summoned a policeman and asked that scouts23 be sent out all through that neighborhood, to search for a “thirteen-year-old girl, in a brown linen24 dress, dark curly hair, brown eyes, and—‘Oh! just too stylish25 for words!’” which was the description his daughter had given him. Indeed, he felt that this very “stylishness” might be a clue to the right person; since denizens26 of that locality, girls or women, are not apt to have that characteristic about them.
He was a weary man. He had been up late the night before, and previous to his journey hither had been extremely busy leaving matters right in his southern home for a prolonged absence. He had counted upon the hour or two before sailing in which to procure27 some additions to his sportsman’s outfit28, and sorely begrudged29 this unexpected demand upon his time. Yet he could do no less than try to find the runaway30, and to make the search as thorough as if it had been his own child’s case.
[Pg 45]It was more than an hour later that he appeared in the dining-room of the hotel where his family awaited him. They had still delayed their own dinner, though Molly’s hunger had almost compelled her to enjoy hers. Only the thought of “eating with Papa,” had restrained her, because she had little fear that Dorothy would not be promptly found, or that she had done more than go a few blocks out of the way. She had often been in that city before, though only in its better parts, and it all seemed simple enough to her. It had been explained that the upper part was laid out in squares, with the avenues running north and south, the cross-streets easily told by their numbers. How then could anybody who could count be lost?
“No news, Schuyler?” asked Aunt Lucretia.
“Not yet. Not quite yet. But there will be, of course there will be. I’ve set a lot of people hunting that extremely ‘stylish’ young maiden31, so I thought I’d best come down and get my dinner and let you know that all’s being done that can be. Don’t worry, Miss Greatorex. A capable girl like Dorothy isn’t easy to lose in a city full of policemen, if she’ll only use her tongue and ask for guidance. Probably she has gone back to the ‘Powell’ already, hoping to find us all there. Before I eat I’ll telephone again and inquire, although I did so just a little while ago, as I came in.”
The more he talked the less he convinced his listeners that it would be that “all right” he had so valiantly32 asserted. Even Molly’s hunger suddenly [Pg 46]deserted33 her and she pushed away a plate of especially enticing34 dessert with a shake of her head and an exclamation35:
“Papa’s talking—just talking! Like he always does when he takes me to the dentist’s! His voice doesn’t ring true, Auntie Lu, and you know it. You needn’t smile and try to look happy, for you can’t. Dorothy is lost! My precious Dolly Doodles is lost—is LOST!”
For a moment nobody answered. Miss Greatorex echoed the exclamation in her own sinking heart, realizing at last how fully36 she had depended upon the Judge’s ability to find the girl, until he had once more appeared without her. He had promptly sent a messenger to telephone again and awaiting the reply made a feint of taking his soup. Mrs. Hungerford kept her eyes fixed upon her plate, not daring just then to lift them to Miss Greatorex’s white face; and altogether it was a very anxious party which sat at table then instead of the merry one which all had anticipated.
When their pretence37 of a meal was over and they rose, the Judge looked at his watch. Then he said:
“We have only time left to reach the ‘Prince’ in comfort. It is a long way up and across town to the dock on East river. You three must start for it at once. I’ll step into a store near by for a few things I need and follow you. Of course, Dorothy knew all about her trip, the steamer she would sail by, and its landing place. Even if she didn’t know that most of the officers would know and direct her.
[Pg 47]“I now think that having missed us at the ‘Powell’ she has gone straight to the other boat and you will find her there. I’ll follow you in time for sailing and till then, good-by. A hack16 is ready for you at the door.”
Then he went hastily out, and Mrs. Hungerford said:
“Brother is wise. We certainly shan’t find Dolly here, and we may at the ‘Prince.’ Have you all your parcels, both of you? Then come.”
They followed her meekly38 enough but at the street entrance Miss Greatorex rebelled. Her anxiety gave a more than ordinary irritation39 to her temper and harshness to her voice, and her habitually40 ungracious manner became more repellent than ever as she announced:
“That’s all very well, Mrs. Hungerford, and Molly. But I shan’t go one step toward Nova Scotia till I’ve found my little girl. You three are all right, you’ve got yourselves and of course other people don’t matter. But Dorothy saved my life and I’ll not desert her to nobody knows what dreadful fate! No, I will not, and you needn’t say another single word!”
As nobody had interrupted her excited speech this last admonition seemed rather uncalled for, but Molly waxed indignant thereat, though her Aunt Lucretia merely smiled compassionately41. Then as they still stood upon the sidewalk, hesitating to enter their carriage, Miss Isobel waved her umbrella wildly toward another hack, and when it had obeyed [Pg 48]her summons sprang into it and was whirled away.
Where was Dorothy all this time? Little she knew of the commotion42 she had caused. Indeed, for a long time, her only thought was for herself and her unfortunate predicament. She had never been so frightened in her life. Nothing had ever looked so big, so dismal43, and so altogether hopeless as this wretched side street where her fugitive44 had disappeared. There was not a policeman in sight. She didn’t know which way to go, but promptly realized that she should not stay just there in that degraded neighborhood. Even the wider street from which she had diverged45, with its endless lines of wagons and people, was better. But—she must go somewhere!
She set out forward, resolutely46, and as it proved eastward47 toward that famous Broadway which threads the city from its north to south, but that was yet many blocks removed. Indeed, it seemed an endless way that stretched beyond her; and it was not until she had run for some distance that her common sense awoke with the thought:
“Why, how silly I am! I must go back to the boat. That’s where I’ll be missed and looked for. Of course, Miss Greatorex wouldn’t go on and leave me, and oh! dear! I reckon I’ve made her wait till she’ll be angry. I’ll ask the first nice looking gentleman I see, if no policeman comes, the way to the ‘Mary Powell.’ Here comes one now—”
A busy man came speeding toward her, whose coat skirt she tried to clutch; but he didn’t even [Pg 49]hear the question she put. He merely waved her aside, as he would any other street beggar with the passing remark: “Nothing. Get away!”
The second person to whom she applied48 was German and shook his head with a forcible negative. So he, too, moved on and she stopped to think and recover some portion of that courage which had almost deserted her.
“Of course. I couldn’t be really lost, not really truly so, right in the broad daylight and a city full of people. But I am ashamed to have stayed so long. Oh! good! There comes a man in uniform—a policeman, a policeman!”
Quite at rest now she darted49 forward and caught at the hand of the uniformed person who stared at her in surprise but not unkindly.
“Well, little maid, what’s wanted?”
“O, sir! Are you a policeman? Will you take me to where I belong?”
“Sorry to say ‘no’ to both your questions, but I’m only a railway conductor, in a hurry to catch my outgoing train. Wait a minute, child, and a real police officer will come and will look out for you.”
The blue-coated, much brass-buttoned man snatched his hand from her clinging grasp and strode westward50 in desperate haste. He had calculated his time to the last second and even this trifling51 delay annoyed him.
But he had prophesied52 aright. A policeman was coming into view, leisurely53 sauntering over his beat, [Pg 50]and on the lookout54 for anything amiss. Dorothy hurried forward, planted herself firmly in this man’s path and demanded again:
“Are you a policeman?”
“Sure an’ ’tis that same that I be! Thanks for all mercies! Me first day alone at the job, an’ what can I do for ye, me pretty colleen?”
“Tell me, or take me, back to the ‘Mary Powell,’ please. I—I’ve lost my way.”
“Arrah musha! An’ if I was after doin’ that same I’d be losin’ mine! The ‘Mary Powell’ is it? Tell me where does she be livin’ at. I’m not long in this counthry and but new app’inted to the foruss. Faith it’s a biggish sort of town to be huntin’ one lone55 woman in.”
To anybody older or wiser than Dorothy Chester the very fact of his loquacity56 would have betrayed his newness to the “foruss.” There wasn’t a prouder nor happier man in the whole great city, that day, than Larry McCarthy, as he proceeded to explain:
“First cousin on me mother’s side to Alderman Bryan McCarthy, as has helped me over from Connemara, this late whiles, and has made me a free-born Amerikin citizen, glory be.”
“That must be very nice. I suppose an alderman is some sort of a very high-up man, isn’t he? But—”
“High is it, says she. Higher ’an I was when I was carryin’ me hod up wan12 thim ‘sky-scrapers’ they do build in this forsaken—I mane blessed—[Pg 51]counthry, says he. Sure it’s a higher-up Bryan is, the foine lad.”
“Please, please, will you take me to the ‘Mary Powell’?”
“How can I since ye’ve not told me yet wherever she lives?”
“Why she isn’t a—she! She’s a boat!”
“Hear til the lass! She isn’t a she isn’t she? Then she must be a he, and that’d beat a priest to explain;” and at his own joke the newly-fledged officer indulged in a most unofficial burst of laughter. So long and so loud was this that Dorothy stamped her foot impatiently and another uniformed member of “the force,” passing by on the other side of the street, crossed over to investigate.
At whose arrival officer Larry straightened himself like a ramrod, squared his shoulders, and affected57 to be intensely angry with the small person who had delayed him upon his beat. But he could not deceive the keen eyes of the more experienced policeman and his superior in rank.
With a swift recognition of the newcomer’s greater intelligence, Dorothy put her inquiry58 to him, breathlessly stating her whole case, including the loss of her purse and her regret over it.
“’Cause now, you see, sir, I haven’t any money to pay for being taken back. Else I would have called a carriage, like people do sometimes, and got the carriage man to take me. That is, if there was any carriage, and any man, and I—I had any money. Oh! dear! That isn’t what I wanted to [Pg 52]say, but I’m so tired running and—and—it’s dreadful to be lost in a New York city!”
Her explanation ended in a miserable59 breakdown60 of sobs61 and tears. Now that help had come—she was sure of it after one glance into this second officer’s honest face—her courage collapsed62 entirely63. The sergeant64 allowed her a moment to compose herself and then said, as he took out a notebook and prepared to write in it:
“Now, once more. Tell me exactly, or listen if I have the facts right. You are a pupil at the Rhinelander Academy in Newburgh. You are starting upon a trip for your summer vacation. You are under the care of Miss Greatorex, a teacher. You ran away from the steamer ‘Mary Powell’ in pursuit of a man whom you think carried off your own and a friend’s purse. Very well. I will send you to the boat and if your story is true you will be restored to your friends and nothing more will come of it. If it isn’t true, you will be sent to a station-house to await developments. McCarthy, proceed upon your beat.”
Larry shrugged65 his shoulders more snugly66 into his new uniform, assumed the bearing of a drum major and duly proceeded. The superior officer put a whistle to his lips, and like the genii in Arabian Nights, his servant instantly appeared.
“Call a cab. Take this young person to the ‘Mary Powell,’ foot of Desbrosses street. If her guardian67 is not there, drive to the other landing at Twenty-third street and inquire if the girl has been [Pg 53]sought for there. If this is a false story, report to me at the station and, of course, bring the girl with you.”
The words “station house” sounded ominous68 in Dorothy’s ears. During her Baltimore life she had learned all that was necessary about such places to infect her with fear, having with other children sometimes watched the “police patrol wagons” make their dreary69 rounds. She had peered at the unhappy prisoners sitting within the van and had pitied them unspeakably, despite the fact that they must have been wicked. A picture of herself thus seated and despairing flashed before her mind, but she put it resolutely aside and with great humility70 stepped into the cab which her new protector had summoned.
This was one of those then new electric cabs and instantly riveted71 her attention. To move through the streets so swiftly without visible means of locomotion72 was as delightful73 as novel; and the skill with which the driver perched up behind twisted around corners and among crowding vehicles seemed fairly wonderful.
It was a most charming ride, despite the fact that she was a lost person seeking her friends, and it came all too soon to an end at the dock she had named. She recognized the place at once and was out of the cab, hurrying along the wharf, calling back to her guide:
“Here she is! This is the ‘Mary Powell!’ See?”
[Pg 54]He was promptly at her side again, his duty being not to lose sight of her until that “report” had been duly made when and where ordered. Also, the recognition of her by “Fanny” and the other boat hands proved that thus much of her tale was true. She had come down the river on that steamer’s last trip and people had been back upon it, frantically74 seeking news of her.
“You oughtn’t to have run away like that, little girl, and scare them people into forty fits. That nice Judge—somebody, he said his name was—he hired no end of people to go searching for you and now you’ve come and he hasn’t. Like enough they’ve gone to the other landing, up-town, to seek you. Better drive there, policeman, and see.”
“All right. But, stewardess75, if anybody comes again to inquire, say that she’ll be taken to the ‘Prince’ steamship76, East river, and be held there till the boat sails. Afterward77 at station number —.”
There is no need to follow all of Dorothy’s seeking of her friends. Already, as has been told, they had made a fruitless search for her; and when at length fully convinced that she was telling a “straight case” the official who had her in charge, failing to find Miss Greatorex at that “up-town landing”—though a dock-hand said that she had been there and again hurried away “as if she was a crazy piece”—the cab was turned toward that east-side dock whence the voyage to Nova Scotia was to be made.
Here everything was verified. Dorothy’s luggage [Pg 55]marked with her name was in the baggage-room, having been sent down the day before in order to prevent mischance. With it was the luggage of Molly Breckenridge and Miss Greatorex. Also upon the steamer’s sailing list was her name and the stateroom to which she had been assigned. To this point then must all the rest of the party come if they were to sail by that vessel78. Obviously, it was the safest place for her to await her friends, and she was promptly permitted to go aboard and watch for them.
She had expected to see a much larger craft than the “Prince.” Why, it wasn’t half as large, it seemed to her, as some of the boats which passed up and down the Hudson. It had but one deck, high up, so that to reach it she had to climb a ladder, or gang-plank almost as steep as a roof. But she climbed it with a feeling of infinite relief and security. Sitting close to the rail upon one of the many steamer chairs she found there, herself almost the only passenger who had yet come aboard, she leaned her weary head against the rail, and, despite the hunger which tormented79 her, fell fast asleep. She knew nothing more; heard none of the busy sounds of loading the luggage, now constantly arriving, and was peacefully dreaming, when a girlish voice from the dock pierced through the babel and the dream:
“Why, Papa Breckenridge! There she sits—asleep! That runaway! Dorothy—Dorothy! how came you here? How dared you scare us so?”
[Pg 56]She sprang to her feet and looked down, answering with a rapturous cry. There they were, Molly, Auntie Lu and the Judge! But—and now she rubbed her eyes the better to see if they deceived her—where was Isobel Greatorex.
“Where is Miss Greatorex? Only two minutes to sailing—but where is Miss Greatorex?”
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