"I didn't expect, when I left home, to meet with any such adventure
as this," he said to himself. "But I do mean to help Miss Sinclair
all I possibly can. It doesn't seem quite natural to call her Ida,
but I will do as she wants me to."
Meanwhile Mr. Campbell had made inquiries at the office if a young
lady from Albany was staying at the hotel.
"No," said the clerk.
It will be remembered that Miss Sinclair had registered from
Philadelphia, or, rather, Ben had done so for her.
"Have you any young lady here without escort?" asked Mr. Campbell.
"No, sir. There is a young lady from Philadelphia, but she arrived
with her cousin, a lad of fifteen or sixteen."
"That cannot be the one I am in search of," said the unsuspecting
guardian.
Of course, as the reader will readily surmise, Ida Sinclair was not
the young lady's real name, but it is the name by which we shall
know her for the present.
After supper Ben went to Miss Sinclair's room, as directed.
"I think, Ben," she said, "it will be best for me to take all my
meals in my room during the short time I stay here. Should my
guardian catch sight of me he might give me some trouble, and that I
wish to avoid.
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