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But he who hesitates is lost, and before Luke had made up his mind whether to object or not, he was already part way upstairs there was no elevator following the bellboy, who carried his luggage. The room, which was on the fourth floor, was of good size, and contained two beds. So far so good. After the ride he wished to wash and put on clean clothes. Mr.

A run of a few minutes brought the party to the hotel, and Sam and Tom lifted the young man out and carried him inside. The arrival of the party created some consternation, but as only the proprietor of the hotel and a bellboy were present, the matter was kept rather quiet. The young man had a room on the second floor, and to this he was speedily taken, and placed in the care of the doctor.

"See what it is, Nita, there's a love I don't want to hop." It was a card a new arrival at the hotel. "Gentleman said he'd wait in the parlor 'm," said the bellboy, and vanished. Nita glanced at the card and instant trouble stood in her paling face. Silently Mrs. Garrison held out her hand, took the card, and one quick look. The buttonhook dropped from her relaxed fingers. The card read: "Mr.

She followed the bellboy to her room, where she brushed her gown, bathed her hands and face and rearranged her hair. Then she went to the dining room and, although the journey and worry had left her sick and nervous, she ate some dinner and felt stronger and better after it. Mary Louise returned to her room and sat down to consider the best way out of her dilemma.

Brencherly went to the telephone and spoke for a moment. "All right," he said; "they'll give you number seventy-three on this floor. I want you to do something for me to-morrow, so set the bellboy for eight o'clock, will you?" A moment later he turned his assistant over to the hotel roundsman, and turned to his own well earned rest.

But as she followed Kennicott to the elevator the coat-check girl, a confident young woman, with cheeks powdered like lime, and a blouse low and thin and furiously crimson, inspected her, and under that supercilious glance Carol was shy again. She unconsciously waited for the bellboy to precede her into the elevator. When he snorted "Go ahead!" she was mortified.

He took the side next to the door, however, meaning to hurry past the room so that she might not recognize Delamere. Fortunately the door was closed and all quiet within the room. On the stairway they met the bellboy, rubbing his head with one hand and holding a bottle of seltzer upon a tray in the other.

"Anyway, he writes a good hand," she thought. "Full of character and strength and not a bit uneducated." "Ask Mr. Hilliard to come to my sitting-room," she said to the bellboy. A few minutes later Nick appeared, his manner strained in a painful endeavour to hide anxiety. "So you've got my bag. How splendid!" Angela exclaimed, as they shook hands.

Babbitt grew expansive, and told Rogers about the art of writing; he gave a bellboy a quarter to fetch a morning newspaper from the lobby, and sent to Tinka a post-card: "Papa wishes you were here to bat round with him." The meetings of the convention were held in the ballroom of the Allen House. In an anteroom was the office of the chairman of the executive committee.

Fulton that he was the murderer. Not only that, but he had remarkable ability which he employed for the lowest and most criminal purposes. I first suspected his identity right after my interviews last Wednesday with Roddy, the coloured bellboy, and Mr. Abrahamson, the pawn broker." "Excuse me," Bristow interposed; "but wasn't it Abrahamson who told you the bearded man looked like Withers?"

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