college days. Frank sprang to his feet, his face working with excitement. “Saw Elsie?” he cried, amazed. “Yaw,” nodded Hans. “Where?” “In Bittsburg.” “Pittsburg?” “Yaw.” “Impossible!” “It’s true,” declared Ephraim. “But—but I don’t understand it.” “Whut’s the matter?” “Why—why, I heard she had sailed with her father for a long voyage.” “She did.” “But now she is in Pittsburg? Why, how can that be? It was not many months ago they sailed—some time last fall, wasn’t it?” “Yes.” “And they were to be gone a year?” “Yes.” “Then something happened?” “Sure thing.”
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