library, got out some law books, and sitting down at the table,
appeared as if about to do some work. But he did not pick up the pen.
He sat there, his head sunk on his chest, with a look of misery on his
face that was pitiable to see.

CHAPTER IV

THE TWIN BROTHERS

The Pells breakfasted early so that Sydney might catch the 7:30
express for the city. On the morning following the events narrated in
the preceding chapter the entire family were gathered at the table
with the exception of Rex, who was invariably late, and Sydney
himself.

"It's very strange," remarked Mrs. Pell "He is always on time. He can
barely catch his train now. I wish you, Roy, would run up to his room
and see what is the matter. He may be ill."

Roy soon ascended the two flights of stairs to the apartment with the
dormer window that had always been Syd's. The door was open and the
room was empty. The bed had been slept in, but the suit Syd had worn
the day before was not about. He had evidently dressed and gone.

"I wonder if he can be up at Mr. Tyler's?" thought Roy.

He returned to the dining room with his report.

"It is very odd," remarked Mrs. Pell. "It is not like Sydney to go off
in that way, but he will explain when he comes home to-night. He may