“She thought he had better not. He is much older than Rex. Do you know whether or not they went off together?”
“I heard Dudley say something about having invited young Pell to go to New Haven with him. They went to the station together.”
“Then Rex must have gone. I am very sorry to have troubled you, Mrs. Harrington.” Roy now made a little bow, and he hurried off.
“Then he wanted that three dollars from me to spend on the trip,” he was saying to himself. “But that wouldn’t have been enough. He must have used the money he said he was saving up for mother’s present. Ah, Reggie, I didn’t think it of you!”
When he told the news at home there was a good deal of discussion concerning what ought to be done about it.
“Let him alone,” suggested Jess. “He feels bad enough about it by this time.”
“But I don’t know when he will be back,” said Mrs. Pell.
Eva suggested that they write him a letter in care of young Harrington and request him to come home at once, but it was Sydney’s idea that was acted on.
A telegraphic dispatch was sent to Dudley Harrington, Yale, New Haven.
“Is Reginald Pell with you?” it ran.