“She knew we were to meet her here when the dance was over,” Terry said petulantly. “Come, Arden, let’s go look for her! We have to hurry.”
CHAPTER X
What to Do
Like the reflection of a cloud in a pool of water, a shadow passed over the face of Arden Blake as Terry spoke to her. But she acted quickly.
“I’m sorry we must go so soon,” Arden said to the somewhat puzzled boys. “But if we miss that train we’ll probably be campused. I’m sure Sim has some good excuse for her absence, but we’d better find her and learn what it is. I’ll have to say good-bye for her. I really don’t know what to think.”
“It’s all right,” Dick Randall remarked. “You and Terry go along. Perhaps Sim is upstairs waiting for you.”
“She doesn’t usually do things like this. But I suppose we really should go up,” Arden agreed. “We haven’t much time.”
Saying good-bye again, Terry and Arden left the group of boys and walked toward the elevator. But when they reached the room, high up in the large hotel, Sim’s bag was closed and packed, as Terry discovered, on the middle of the bed. And she exclaimed:
“She isn’t here, Arden! We must phone Mary Todd’s room.”
“I’ll do it,” Arden promptly offered. “She may be down there talking things over.” She hurried to the instrument.
But Mary Todd hadn’t seen Sim since early afternoon!