"Your daughter has disappeared from Paris. All efforts to locate her
have failed. Friends say she left ostensibly for the Pyrenees but
inquiries at stations and along line fail to reveal trace of her.
Scoville still here and apparently in the dark. He is being watched.
Her companion and maid left with her last night. Prince of Graustark
and party left for Edelweiss to-day."
So read the message from Paris.
CHAPTER XVIII
A WORD OF ENCOURAGEMENT
One usually has breakfast on the porch of the Hotel Schweizerhof at
Interlaken. It is not the most fashionable hostelry in the quaint
little town at the head of the Lake of Thun, but it is of an
excellent character, and the rolls and honey to be had with one's
breakfast can not be surpassed in the Bernese Oberland. Straight
ahead lies one of the most magnificent prospects in all the world: an
unobstructed view of the snow-thatched Jungfrau, miles away, gleaming
white and jagged against an azure sky, suggesting warmth instead of
chill, grandeur instead of terror. Looking up the valley one might be
led to say that an hour's ramble would take him to the crest of that
shining peak, and yet some men have made a life's journey of it.
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