"And Dorothy?"
"Quite well, sir."
"Thank God!"
The servant hesitated.
"That is—sir—Miss Dorothy——"
"Out with it, man. Out with it."
"Mrs. Traynor's being greatly worried sir, lately. Miss Dorothy was at her aunt's in Philadelphia——"
"Yes, yes——"
"Someone's run away with Miss Dorothy. She's been kidnapped."
"My God!"