"I wonder if this
can be the place. Sanitarium! Probably a place for mildly insane persons.
That would be it. It says 'private grounds' and that likely means no
trespassing; but what am I to do? I've got to stay somewhere to-night,
and I can't possibly get back to camp. I'll make a circuit around the
place and see how it looks."
Keeping in the shadow of the woods, Frank made a wide circle around the
sanitarium. Then he came to a stop, when he was near the front, for he
had come to the edge of a high cliff, on which the building stood.
"That's where the name comes in," thought the boy. "It's on the cliff.
Well, I think I'll ask if I can stay all night. I hope they don't take
me for a lunatic, and perhaps some of the doctors or nurses can tell me
what I want to know."
Frank was about to advance toward the front of the institution, up a path
that led from the edge of the woods where he stood, when he saw a line of
men leave the sanitarium, and start to walk around the paths about the
building. At the first glance Frank knew what they were.
"They are the patients out for exercise," he decided.
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