“I can learn nothing of him,” said he, on returning to the rooms assigned the party. “All of you had better go to bed.”
“And what will you do, Professor?” asked Mark.
“I shall try to hunt him up. I cannot go to rest until I know something about him.”
“Don’t you think it would be better for one of us to go with you?”
“No, I think I can get along alone.”
Such was Amos Strong’s decision, and he told them they had better go to bed without delay. Mark and Frank were willing enough and were soon in the land of dreams. But Darry and Sam sat by an open window discussing the situation.
“After his experience with Dan Markel in Caracas you would think Hockley would turn over a new leaf,” said Darry. “But he seems bound to be wild, no matter what the cost.”
“We mustn’t judge too hastily, Darry. It is barely possible that everything is all right.”
“Or that Glummy has gotten into trouble through no fault of his own. If he is in trouble, he will certainly try to put it off on somebody else—he always does.”
“It must be his nature. He can’t seem to help it.”