If not, the railroad people can tell us."
"But he is not in Vancouver."
"There--or thereabouts. When we get there we can ask the policeman,
or," with a grim twinkle, "we can enquire at the asylums. You forget
that my nephew is a celebrated man even if he is a fool."
The doctor gave in. He hadn't had a chance from the beginning, for
Aunt Caroline could answer objections far faster than he could make
them. They arrived at the terminus just four days after the
expeditionary party had left for Friendly Bay.
If Aunt Caroline were surprised at finding more than one policeman
in Vancouver, she did not admit it. Neither did the general
atmosphere of ignorance as to Benis daunt her in the least. She
adhered firmly to her campaign of question asking and found it fully
justified when inquiry at the post-office revealed that all letters
for Professor Benis H. Spence were to be delivered to the care of
the Union Steamship Company. From the Union Steamship Company to the
professor's place of refuge was an easy step. But Dr. Rogers, to
whom this last inquiry had been intrusted, returned to the hotel
with a careful jauntiness of manner which ill accorded with a
disturbed mind.
"Well, we've found him," he announced cheerfully. "And now, if we
are wise, I think we'll leave him alone. He is camping up the coast
at a place called Friendly Bay--no hotels, no accommodation for
ladies--he is evidently perfectly well and attending to business.
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