"
"Speaking of the Putnam house, or more properly, I suppose, Pettengill
house number two--"
"This will always be number one," interposed Alice.
"--reminds me," said Quincy, that my efforts to discover Lindy's
whereabouts have so far proved unavailing. The advertisement that I put
in for a month has run out and I have received no word."
"Do you think she went to New York, as she promised?" inquired Alice.
"I do not," replied Quincy. "I think she always had an idea that Mrs.
Putnam had some letter or document in her possession relating to her
parents. I think the poor girl lost hope when she learned that it was
destroyed, and I imagine that she has intentionally hidden herself and
does not wish to be found. I might, after long search, discover her
bankers, but she has probably notified them to keep her address a
secret. I do not like to confess," he continued, "to so abject a
failure, but I really do not know what to do next."
"We must wait and hope," said Alice. Then looking up at Quincy with an
arch smile upon her face, she added, "I will extend your time, Sir
Knight.
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