To-day he scowled at her, and ate in hurried discomfort.

On the streets again, he had no idea where to go and so he went to the hospital.
"I expected you early this morning," was the greeting of Doctor Carey.
"Where have you been and what have you done ?" "Nothing," said the Harvester.

"I was so sure she would be on the streets I just watched, but I didn't see her." "We will go to the depot," said the doctor.

"The first thing is to keep her from leaving town." They arranged with the ticket agents, expressmen, telegraphers, and, as they left, the Harvester stopped and tipped the train caller, offering further reward worth while if he would find the Girl.
"Now we will go to the police station," said the doctor.
"I'll see the chief and have him issue a general order to his men to watch for her, but if I were you I'd select a half dozen in the down town district, and give them a little tip with a big promise!" "Good Lord! How I hate this," groaned the Harvester.
"Want to find her by yourself ?" questioned his friend.
"Yes," said the Harvester, "I do! And I would, if it hadn't been for her ghastly face.

That drives me to resort to any measures.