`` He DID N'T go out of this door , '' reiterated Dan stubbornly . `` I know that . '' `` Well , where is he , then ? He is n't here . Did he melt into air ? '' demanded Felicity . `` Oh , come and look for him , all of you . Do n't stand round like ninnies . We MUST find him before his mother gets here . Dan King , you 're an idiot ! '' Dan was too frightened to resent this , at the time . However and wherever Jimmy had gone , he WAS gone , so much was certain . We tore about the house and yard like maniacs ; we looked into every likely and unlikely place . But Jimmy we could not find , anymore than if he had indeed melted into air . Mrs. Patterson came , and we had not found him . Things were getting serious . Uncle Roger and Peter were summoned from the field . Mrs. Patterson became hysterical , and was taken into the spare room with such remedies as could be suggested . Everybody blamed poor Dan . Cecily asked him what he would feel like if Jimmy was never , never found .
The Story Girl had a gruesome recollection of some baby at Markdale who had wandered away XXXXX that -- `` And they never found him till the next spring , and all they found was -- HIS SKELETON , with the grass growing through it , '' she whispered .
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