And Jess was sobbing nervously. She could not help it. Her fear for Laura’s safety had taken form now, and for a minute she could not answer the boys’ excited question at all.
CHAPTER XVI—WHERE IS LAURA?
Launcelot Darby was rather impatient with Jess Morse. He would have shaken her had not Chet interfered.
“Hold on! hold on!” said Laura’s brother, yet quite as anxious as his chum. “You tell us your own way, Jess. But do hurry. We’re dreadfully anxious.”
“I—I mean to tell you,” sobbed Jess. “Something dreadful has happened—and I ran away and left her.”
“Ran away and left who—Laura?” gasped Lance.
“Yes.”
“Where?”
“Up in Robinson’s Woods.”
“At the picnic place?”