"I hope not, sir."
"Cora!"
"Yes, sir."
"We must leave for New York by the next train. If Sylvanus is not free to go with us, he can follow us. Come, let us go down and get some breakfast."
Cora arose and went with her grandfather down to the breakfast room.
When they had taken their places at one of the tables and given their orders to one of the waiters, old Aaron Rockharrt drew a time table from his pocket and consulted it.
"There is a down train stops at Garrison's at 10:50. We will take that."
As soon as they had breakfasted, and as they were leaving the table, another telegram was handed to Mr. Rockharrt. He opened it and read as follows:
Blank House, New York, May ——, 18—
The missing lady is in St. L——'s Hospital.