“Somehow. Don’t cry, Jack. Trust me. I will bring her back to you!”
“Oh! I believe you will!” cried the lame boy; “but do so as soon as you can. Think how frightened she must be, and how she must suffer. She will be ill again. Can’t I help you search?”
“Come,” said Merry.
Taking the note, he went to police headquarters, and reported what had happened. He was asked many questions, and the officer in charge promised that an immediate search for the abducted girl should be made.
Then Frank and Jack started out to search for the missing girl, asking questions everywhere. Till after midnight they wandered about the streets, but found no clew. The lame boy was ready to drop from exhaustion, and Frank literally carried him home on his back.
“Oh, Frank!” sobbed little Jack; “I’ll never see my sister any more. I know I shall not!”
“Yes, you will,” assured Merry. “She will be found.”
“He has taken her away—away out of the city. I feel sure of that, Frank.”
“I do not think he has.”