They all called once more.
It was of no use. Clematis was gone.
CHAPTER XVIII
HUNTING FOR CLEMATIS
Mr. Alder looked at Mr. Ladd. Mr. Ladd looked at Mrs. Alder. They all looked at each other.
What should they do?
“Well,” said Mrs. Alder at last, “you drive down street with Mr. Ladd and find out if any one has seen her. I will look all about the farm.”
The men had not gone far down the street when they met a boy.