So, frequently, he could not
be found in his office, though he usually left word where Patty could
get in touch with him.
But in this instance it was not so. The confidential secretary gave
Patty the address Farnsworth had left with him, but when she called that
he had already gone from there.
With long-suffering patience, Patty called number after number, hoping
to find Farnsworth at some of the likely places she could think of.
But number after number brought no results,--and Patty turned from the
telephone in despair.
"Well, Elise," she said, forlornly, "you might as well go to your room,
and get your hat off. Come on, I'll go with you,--and I may think of
something else to do about Baby. For the present I seem to be at my
wits' end."
Of course, in the meantime the nurse and the other servants had searched
the house and grounds,--but there was really no chance of finding
Fleurette that way.
It was all too certain that Azalea had taken her away somewhere. And it
might be all right,--it might be that Azalea had merely taken the child
out for a walk. She had been known to do this,--but never before without
Patty's sanction. Of late, though, Patty had objected to it because she
feared that Azalea might not return quickly enough. Twice she had been
gone for two or three hours, and though the baby seemed all right, Patty
didn't approve of the performance.
"That's it," she summed up, after telling Elise of this; "you see, I
haven't approved of such long absences and so Zaly just walked off.
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