Josie thought that a fine plan and gave her attention to the screen, upon which this item was soon displayed:
“A large fire in Cincinnati on Christmas Day did much damage and injured several persons. The crowd has gathered to see the firemen search the smouldering ruins for the charred remains of a night watchman who is supposed to be under the debris.”
Josie clutched Teddy’s arm, as the picture followed.
“Look! Look at that woman on the left, dragging a little boy by the hand. I mean that woman with her head on one side, who is hurrying along the sidewalk. Oh, now they are gone! I must see them again. Teddy! Teddy! That little boy is Philip Ellett and I believe in my soul the woman is Miss Fitchet! I never laid eyes on her before but Ursula told me how she carried her head on one side and how she walked in a zigzag course. Could we possibly see that news reel again?”
“We could wait until the show begins again or perhaps we could get the manager to run it over for us,” said Teddy.
“That would be fine, but I fancy waiting is our only chance. I don’t really see the use in viewing it again. I am as sure the little boy was Philip as I can be of anything. Seeing it again wouldn’t help matters a bit. The caption read that it was Cincinnati on Christmas Day. That is where they have taken the boy. I’ll just light out for Cincinnati.”
“And I’ll go too,” declared Teddy.
“Not at all, my dear fellow! If you go trapesing off to Cincinnati, who is to meet Ursula when she arrives on that night train? She may need your protection and need it badly. I’ll bet you a hat that Cheatham is meeting every train that comes in. But I haven’t had time to talk to you at all about what I have discovered and now I must fly to the station and get the first train out for Cincinnati. We didn’t get much business discussed in the movies after all.”
“Well, there’s a train out in half an hour. Let’s jump in a taxi and you can go by Miss Lucy’s and get your grip and catch the train too, if you are the hustler I think you are.”
Josie agreed, and they rushed to Miss Lucy’s where, with a flying good-bye to Aunt Mandy, with instructions to take good care of her mail and assurances that she would return in a day and maybe sooner, Josie was quickly back in the taxi with the excited young man.