“All safe. Will write soon.”
That was all, and when he read it to the family, the wild exclamations of joy were succeeded by perplexed impatience.
“Why didn’t he tell us where to find him?” Eva wanted to know.
“Why didn’t he send word to mother?” added Jess.
“Why does he not explain his long silence?” said Mrs. Fell fearing the worst.
Sydney was away at Harrisburg, and Roy decided that instead of going to Marley the following day, he would find out where this New Jersey town was and hunt up Rex at once.
Mrs. Pell wanted to go with him, but Roy reminded her that he might have considerable difficulty in tracing Rex, so it was decided that she wait until she heard from him.
From a railroad time table Roy ascertained where he must go, and by the first train he could get in the morning he set out.
“Be very gentle with him, Roy,” his mother said at parting. “By his sending to you he evidently thinks I am greatly displeased with him.”
“Trust me, mother,” Roy assured her with a smile.