“Just 'round the corner of the block,” answered Harvey Morrison.
“Was he alone?”
“No; there was a young man with him—about twenty, I should think.”
“A young man! Was it one you had ever saw before?”
“No, sir.”
“What was his appearance?”
Harvey described Herbert's companion as well as he could, but the anxious father did not recognize the description.
“Did you speak to Herbert? Did you ask where he was going?”
“Yes, sir. He told me that you had sent for him to go on an excursion.”
“Did he say that?” asked the father, startled.