New Britain herald., 1927-01-10

four o'clock, the time the bus left Eerc.'
 Prof Elwell's glance shifted back to the superintendent. Who's the driver of that bus Mr Dennison 2" he inquired. And when will he be back?"
 George Burdick is the driver" the hospital head told him. He looked at his watch. adding. Hes due here about six o'clock. It's five fifty now"
 They waited for the bus, deciding lead had been run down. The bus driver arrived promptly on schedule. Why, yes. that young feler rode with me-" he told the anxious Ques- tioncrs when he had brought his car to stop in front of the administra- ton building. T didn't know that anything was wrong with him in particular. He got off all right at the transfer station and l saw him get on the ferry car"
 Prof repeated blankly, You saw him get on the ferry caro-
 Absolutely
 We must follow him at once, Prof." said Mollic from her stand at his side. She spoke without excite mont but in her anxious eyes lurked the dark specter of q new and un- named fear.
 Don't you think we had better call the Staten Island police first ?' Nellie Downing asked. "They may, perhaps, have picked him up at the ferry" The nurse was trembling. Prof laid d steady hand on her arm.
 Don't take this too much at heart, young lady, he commanded rruffly. And don't get it into ycur head that it's your fault. Who in thunder would have thought that he'd walk off like that? He might have done it on me or Mike or Mol lie-anyone."
 She had no right, he concluded, blaming herself.
 Nellie Downing shot him q gratc.- ful look. Nevertheless should have known better. l was rcspon- sible for him.
 "You'vc already done moro than anyone could expect of you" Prof told her. "I don't know what wed have done without your help. Don't worry. noW-and you. too, U 10 Mol lie who was clineing to him. "Wc'll find him all right"
 The Staten Island police were mo- ified but they could provide no so- lution to their problem, and so, whom the six o'clock trolley started bacl to town, it carried Jim's father an. mother, Nellie Downing and the faithful Mike Hcnnccan.
 Mike now was swearing softly to himself. "A damn shame" he kept Iepcating; "a damn shame, tFat'a what it is"
 The ticko;-takcr af the ferry dock man of 30 or thercabouts, te whom they all had become familiar during tn" summer, was getting ready to go home. He had. he said. noticed Jim Flwell-or one who answered his doscription-latc that afternoon. IIe was pretty sure it was Jim, though. for he had com m"ntcd 10 himself on his being alone. Yes, he had been wearing gray summer suit and straw hat.
 'Wcll," said Nellie Dowr 'lg when they finally had found place to stand in the bow of the crowded ferry boat, the best thing for Us 10 do now is to get a taxi al the Battery and go right to po- lice headquarters"
 "Its the only thing 10 do," agreed Prof.
 There was a reporter on one of the New Gor! papers, Nclli" Down ing went on, who might be able to help them with the police.
 His name is Jack Nevin. He's on the Planet. I think ho works regularly at police headquarters, all though l don't know much about how such things are run. 1 think he used 10 work for the City News Bureau, and hos well acquainted with most Of the police around head quarters"