Conductor Fischer greeted them, and called his trainmen, one by one, to be questioned.
"Sure!" said one of them, at last, "I saw that child, or a girl dressed as you describe, get off this train at Newark.

She was a plump little body, and pretty, but mighty woe-begone lookin'.

She was in comp'ny with a big, red-faced man, a common, farmer-lookin' old fellow.

It struck me queer at the time, them two should be mates." Mr.Maynard's heart sank.

This looked like kidnapping.