"I don't doubt it."
"What brings you to this place?"
"I came with my mother."
"Your—your mother?" he said, still further astonished. "And your father—he is here, also?"
"No, sir."
"He is coming?"
"No, sir, I believe not."
Merry had thought at once that there might be a very good reason why D. Roscoe Arlington should come to Holbrook to learn just how well the hired ruffians of the syndicate had performed their tasks, but the presence there of Mrs. Arlington and June, without D. Roscoe, rather bewildered him.
June looked back toward the hotel windows, thinking it must be that her mother had heard her cry and[Pg 228] would be looking forth; but was relieved to see nothing of the lady.
"You were on your way to mail this letter?" said Frank, divining her destination.