Easy as I am to satisfy, things like this cannot be allowed to continue.

My nephew must be found." "But we don't know where to look for him," objected her victim weakly.
Aunt Caroline easily rose superior to this.
"We have a map, I hope?
And Vancouver, heathenish name! must be marked on it somewhere.

If not, the railroad people can tell us." "But he is not in Vancouver." "There--or thereabouts.

When we get there we can ask the policeman, or," with a grim twinkle, "we can enquire at the asylums.

You forget that my nephew is a celebrated man even if he is a fool." The doctor gave in.