“Now I’ll tell you the straight of it, Pell,” began Atkins, when he had invited his visitor to make himself comfortable in one of the many lounging chairs with which the apartment abounded. “You see, Harrington brought your brother to one of the pre-term time jollifications some of the fellows think they must have before coming up here. I was there. I didn’t care about going very much, but my room mate would go, and I went to take care of him more than anything else. “Well, all the fellows except your brother and myself were more than half seas over before midnight. He became disgusted and got out. I was busy with Cheever, and didn’t have time to question him. Naturally Harrington feels a little sore over the thing. But he hadn’t any idea your brother hadn’t gone home till he got your telegrams.” “But Rex—where do you suppose he is all this time?” Roy was terribly anxious. The whole affair was much worse than he had anticipated. He was glad of one thing, though; that Rex had been disgusted with the orgy. “I wish I could tell you,” answered Atkins. “I managed to get Cheever over to our house before morning. I don’t know what Harrington said about young Pell’s disappearance when he came to himself.” “What did Reggie want to go with such fellows for?” groaned Roy. “But the wonder to me is why Harrington ever took him up. There must be at least five years’ difference in their ages.” “Oh, Harri appeared to be quite fond of him. I guess your brother flattered him some. Dudley can stand a deal of that.” “But I must find Rex. I’m sure he hadn’t money enough to keep him all this while. And I don’t know where to look first.” “I wish I could help you,” returned Atkins. “I tell you what I’ll do. I’ll get ready now and go down to New York with you. You can come to our house and stay over Sunday with me. My father is a lawyer. He may be able to tell us what to do. What do you say?” “You’re awfully kind,” returned Roy. “But I don’t like to intrude.” “It won’t be intruding. The pater likes me to bring fellows with me. I wasn’t going this week, but that won’t matter. He’ll be glad to see me. You’ll come, won’t you?” Roy thanked him again and accepted. He liked the genial hearted fellow as much as Rex had done. On the way down Atkins told him of the devices for disposing of the punch. “You don’t suppose the glass he drank went to his head so as to do him any injury, do you?” asked Roy. Atkins reassured him on this point, and then suggested that they had better go to the hotel where the jollification had been held to see if any trace of Rex could be obtained there. But the clerk informed them that no such person had hired a room. That evening they discussed the matter with Judge Atkins without telling the details of the jollification, which doubtless he was astute enough to guess at. The result was that messages were sent to all the police precincts, and a detective was put on the case.