CHAPTER XXIII

AT SARANAC Sylvia walked toward the hotel office, where the telephone booths were located. "I am so sorry!" murmured the cavalier. "If there is anything I can do--or my chums--don't fail to let us know. We'd be only too glad to help." "Thank you," Sylvia said. "I shall be glad to let you know. But I think it will mean that I shall have to go to my brother. He is up at Saranac." "I shall be sorry to see you leave," he said, simply. "And I hope you and your friends will return." "It is impossible to say, at least for…