boy was carried off by force or he went of his own free-will. In the latter case, you would expect that some prompting from outside would be needed to make so young a lad do such a thing. If he has had no visitors, that prompting must have come in letters; hence I try to find out who were his correspondents.”
“I fear I cannot help you much. His only correspondent, so far as I know, was his own father.”
“Who wrote to him on the very day of his disappearance. Were the relations between father and son very friendly?”
“His Grace is never very friendly with anyone. He is completely immersed in large public questions, and is rather inaccessible to all ordinary emotions. But he was always kind to the boy in his own way.”
“But the sympathies of the latter were with the mother?”
“Yes.”
“Did he say so?”
“No.”
“The Duke, then?”
“Good Heavens, no!”
“Then how could you know?”
“I have had some confidential talks with Mr. James Wilder, his Grace's secretary. It was he who gave me the information about Lord Saltire's feelings.”
“I see. By the way, that last letter of the Duke's was it found in the boy's room after he was gone?”
“No, he had taken it with him. I think, Mr. Holmes, it is time that we were leaving for Euston.”
“I will order a four-wheeler. In a quarter of an hour, we shall be at your service. If you are telegraphing home, Mr. Huxtable, it would be well to allow the people in your neigh-
