In a few minutes Mr.Wakeham appeared with the doleful news that the trunk was not in the car and must have been left behind.
"I am quite sure it is there," said Jane, setting off herself for the car, the crestfallen Mr.Wakeham and the porter following behind her.
At the door of the car the baggage man met her with regretful apologies.
"The trunk must have been left behind." He was brusquely informed by Jane that she had seen it put on board.
"Then it must have been put off by mistake at Calgary ?" This suggestion was brushed aside as unworthy of consideration.

The trunk was here in this car, she was sure.

This the baggage man and Mr.Wakeham united in declaring quite impossible.

"We have turned the blasted car upside down," said the latter.
"Impossible ?" exclaimed Jane, who had been exploring the dark recesses of the car.

"Why, here it is, I knew it was here." "Hurrah," cried Larry, "we have got it anyway." Mr.Wakeham and the baggage man went to work to extricate the trunk from the lowest tier of boxes.