Nothing further is known, as yet, but as soon as we can get in touch with the conductor of that train, we will." "New York! Impossible!" cried Cousin Ethel, when she heard the message, and Mrs.Maynard fainted away.
Marjorie! on a train, going to New York alone! "Come on, King," said Cousin Jack, abruptly, and leaving the others to care for Mrs.Maynard, these two strode off again.

Straight to the railroad station they went to interview the agent themselves.
He corroborated the story.

He did not know Marjorie's name, but he described the child so exactly that there was no room for doubt of her identity.
But he could tell them no more.

She had bought her ticket and taken the train in a quiet, matter-of-fact way, as any passenger would do.
"Did she look as if she had been crying ?" asked King, almost crying himself.
"Why, yes, now you speak of it, her face _did_ look so.

Her eyes was red, and she looked sorter sad.