"When did he go?"
"Last night."
"Where has he gone?"
"I don't know."
Ruth leaned back in her chair and the color left her face.
"Oh, Miss Ruth, are you ill?"
"No, no! I am not ill. But didn't he say when he was coming back?"
"He said he might not be back for some days. But he has often done that."
Ruth suddenly jumped from her chair, began walking about the room, and exclaimed: