But the knowledge of where Marjorie had alighted was help of some sort, at least.
After discussing further details of her dress and appearance, Mr.
Maynard concluded that it was, indeed, Midget who had left the train at Newark with the strange man, and so he concluded to get off there also.
"We're on the trail, now," said Jack Bryant, cheerily; "we're sure to find her." Mr.Maynard, though not quite so hopeful, felt a little encouraged, and impatiently the two men sprang off the train at Newark.

Into the station they went and interviewed an attendant there.
"Yep," he replied, "I seen that kid.

She was with old Zeb Geary, an' it got me, what he was doin' with a swell kid like her!" "Where did they go ?" asked Mr.Maynard, eagerly.
"I dunno.

Prob'ly he went home.

He lives out in the country, and he takes a little jaunt down to the shore now and then.