The detective touched nothing but examined the room and its contents with professional care.
"Let us call the chambermaid who made up the room," he suggested.
The woman was easily found and when she appeared the detective asked:
"Did you fold this nightrobe, or did you find it already folded?"
"Why, it was lyin" careless-like over the foot of the bed," said she, "so I folded it up."
"Why didn"t you hang it in the closet?"
"The clerk had notified me the room would be vacated to-day. So I knew that when the young lady came back she"d want to pack it in her grip."
"And at what time did you find the door ajar?"
"At six-ten, sir. I come on duty at six."
"You did not see Miss Jones?"
"No, sir--if that were the lady"s name."
"You found no one prowling about the halls?"
"Didn"t see a soul, sir."
"Thank you; that"s all."
When she had gone the detective said to the Colonel in a rea.s.suring tone:
"I wouldn"t worry, sir, although I"ll admit this prolonged absence of Miss Jones is puzzling. But perhaps she has gone to call on an old friend and will presently return and apologize. I remember her mother-- a remarkable woman, sir--who used to live at the Voltaire. She had a lot of friends in Chicago, did Mrs. Antoinette Seaver Jones, so it"s likely her daughter is looking some of them up."
"I wish you would do all you can to locate her," pleaded Colonel Hathaway. "The young girl was placed in my care by her father and I feel personally responsible for her safety."
"She"s safe enough, sir. No sign of a struggle in her room; no report of an accident in the city. Went out of her own volition and will probably come back the same way, when she"s ready. I"m going back to the office now, but I"ll instruct our men to keep a good lookout for Miss Jones. If we hear anything, I"ll let you know at once. In the meantime, if the girl happens to turn up, you must telephone me of the fact."
He handed the Colonel his card and went away.
"This is dreadful, Gran"pa Jim!" exclaim Mary Louise. "That man can"t help us a bit. What do you think we ought to do?"
"Why, we"ve done all in our power, already, it seems to me," he answered. "The police will keep a good lookout for Alora."
"I"ve no confidence in that detective."
"Why not, my dear? He seemed quite courteous and gentlemanly."
"But he isn"t especially interested. He didn"t probe far enough into the case. He never asked why the key to Alora"s door was missing, yet the maid found the door ajar--half open," said Mary Louise. "Would she take the key and leave the door open?"
"Why--no; that _is_ strange, Mary Louise."
"The detective didn"t inquire at the office whether the night clerk had seen Alora pa.s.s through and go out. But _I_ inquired, Gran"pa, and the night clerk goes off duty at six o"clock, when the relief clerk comes on, but neither saw any girl at all leave the office. No one was in the hotel lobby, at that hour."
"That is strange, too! How could Alora get out, otherwise?"
"I can"t guess. Gran"pa, I"m going to telegraph Josie O"Gorman, and ask her advice," said Mary Louise.
"Do. It"s a good idea, Josie might put us on the right track," approved the Colonel.
So Mary Louise went to the telegraph office in the hotel lobby and sent the following message:
"Josie O"Gorman, 1225 F Street, Washington, D. C.
"A girl friend has mysteriously disappeared from the Blackington, where we are stopping. What shall I do?
Mary Louise Burrows."
Two hours later she received this answer:
"Miss Mary Louise Burrows, Hotel Blackington, Chicago.
"Notify police at once. Keep cool. I"m coming.
Josie O"Gorman."
Mary Louise felt tremendously relieved when she read this. Josie was a girl of her own age, but she was the daughter of one of the most celebrated secret service men in the employ of the United States government, and John O"Gorman had trained Josie from babyhood in all the occult details of his artful profession. It was his ambition that some day this daughter would become a famous female detective, but he refused to allow her to a.s.sume professional duties until she had become thoroughly qualified to excel. He did not wish her to be ordinary, but extraordinary, and Josie"s talents, so far, had seemed to justify his expectations. Mary Louise knew Josie very well and admired and loved her, for in her amateur way Josie had once helped to solve a stubborn mystery that threatened the happiness of both the old Colonel and his granddaughter, and through this experience the two girls had become friends. Josie O"Gorman was devoted to Mary Louise, who knew she could rely on Josie"s judgment in this emergency but had scarcely expected her to come all the way from Washington to Chicago to render her personal a.s.sistance.
In appearance the young girl--who was destined some day to become a great detective--was not especially prepossessing. She was short of form and inclined to be stout--"chubby," she called herself. She had red hair, a freckled face and a turned-up nose. But her eyes, round and blue and innocent in expression as those of a baby, dominated her features and to an extent redeemed their plainness.
Mary Louise hurried to the Colonel.
"Gran"pa Jim," she cried excitedly, "Josie is coming!"
"That is very good of her," replied the Colonel, highly pleased. "Josie is very resourceful and while she may not be able to trace Alora she will at least do all in her power, and perhaps her clever little brain will be able to fathom the mystery of the girl"s disappearance."
"She tells us to notify the police, but we did that at once. I don"t know of anything else we can do, Gran"pa, until Josie comes."
Colonel Hathaway communicated with the police office several times that day and found the officials courteous but calm--prolific of a.s.surances, but not especially concerned. This was but one of a number of peculiar cases that daily claimed their attention.
"I should hire a private detective, were not Josie coming," he told Mary Louise; "but of course it is possible we shall hear of Alora, directly or indirectly, before morning."
But they did not hear, and both pa.s.sed a miserable, wakeful, anxious night.
"There is no use in our consulting Alora"a father, for the present,"
remarked the old gentleman, next morning. "The news would only worry him. You remember how very particular he was in charging me to guard his daughter"s safety."
"Yes, and I know why," replied Mary Louise. "Alora has told me that if she is lost, strayed or stolen for sixty days, her father might be relieved of his guardianship and lose the income he enjoys. Now, I wonder, Gran"pa Jim, if Alora has purposely lost herself, with mischievous intent, so as to get rid of her father, whom she abhors?"
The Colonel considered this thoughtfully.
"I think not," he decided. "The girl is impulsive and at times reckless, and doubtless she would like to be free from her father"s guardianship; but I am sure she is too fond of you, and has too much respect for me, to run away from us without a word. Besides, she has no money."