But she didn't say nothin', 'cept to ask for a ticket to New York." "Return ticket ?" put in Mr.Bryant.
"No, sir; a single ticket.

Just one way." The conductor couldn't be seen until afternoon, as his run was a long one, and his home far away.
"I can't understand it," said King, as they walked homeward; "and I can't believe it.

If Midget went to New York alone, she had lost her mind,--that's all." But when they reached home, they found the Maynards quite hopeful.

It had occurred to them that, by some strange freak, Marjorie had decided to visit Grandma Maynard, and had started off there alone.
"I'm trying to get them on the long-distance," Mr.Maynard announced, quite cheerily, as they entered.
"Let me take it," said Cousin Jack.

"If she _isn't_ there, we don't want to alarm them, either." "That's so!" said Mr.Maynard.