But I could not leave the spot.
Where was Craig? There was not a sign of him. I could not realize it, even when the men brought grappling irons and began to search the black water.
It was all a hideous dream. I saw and heard, in a daze.
. . . . . . .
It was not until late that night that I returned to the Dodge house.
I had delayed my return as long as I could, but I knew that I must see
Elaine some time.
As I entered even Jennings must have seen that something was wrong. Elaine, who was sitting in the library with Aunt Josephine, rose as she saw me.
"Did you get them?" she asked eagerly.
I could not speak. She seemed to read the tragic look on my haggard face and stopped.
"Why," she gasped, clutching at the desk, "what is the matter?"