"I don't know—telegraph to Dick and send out a general alarm, I guess."
"You don't think he simply ran away, do you?"
"What, without telling me? You know better than that, Songbird."
"Then he must have wandered off while he was out of his mind. Maybe he's somewhere in the woods around here."
"Maybe. I only hope he isn't hurt."
"Well, if I can do anything, let me know," answered Songbird, and stepped back into his room to dress.
As soon as possible Sam went to Doctor Wallington and talked the matter over with the head of Brill. The worthy doctor knew about the case already and was all sympathy.
"We had better send out a general alarm," he said. "And you can notify your folks. It was a mistake to let your brother come back here so soon after being hurt. You can take one of the carriages and drive down to Ashton at once, if you wish, and also drive around to some of the other places in this vicinity. Somebody must have seen your brother after he left here, or after Mr. Sanderson saw him."
"Would you mind if I take John Powell with me?" asked Sam. "I may need somebody to help me."
"Very well, Rover, he can go if he wishes."