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His office force stopped work, frightened at his bearing; the bellboys of his hotel brought to the desk tales of such maniacal violence that he was requested to move. At last the citizens of Cortez, who up to this time had been like putty in his fingers, realized their betrayal and turned against him.
I am back again, back again in New York. My rooms are littered with battered bags and down-at-the-heel walking sticks and still-damp steamer rugs, lying where they dropped from the hands of maudlin bellboys. My trunks are creaking their way down the hall, urged on by a perspiring, muttering porter.
Here and there were collected groups, laughing and talking about the old frontier days, or commenting in lowered tones on some phase of the feverish excitement that was already beginning to be apparent. Elevators shot up and down, subtracting and adding to the kaleidoscope of human life in the rotundas. Bellboys hurried to and fro with messages and cocktails.
The army of waiters and chamber-maids, of bellboys, and scullions and porters and laundry-folk, was arriving; the stalwart scrubbers were at work, the store-rooms were filled, the big kitchen shone with its burnished coppers, and an array of white-capped and aproned cooks stood in line under their chef; the telegraph operator was waiting at her desk, the drug clerk was arranging his bottles, the newspaper stand was furnished, the post-office was open for letters.
At the last minute he heard you were here read this story in the paper and had bellboys scouring the place for you. You must know why he wanted to see you, and what he said when he found that he'd have to leave before you came in." Colonel Gray uttered another exclamation, this time an expletive of deep relief. He fought with himself a moment, then murmured an apology. "Sorry.
"Then, how did you wake yourself up thoroughly enough to know that it was exactly five minutes past two?" "Lemme see, suh. Possibilly, 'twuz bekase uv whut I seen 'long about ha'fpas' one possibilly, boss." "So you hadn't been asleep for two hours?" "Almos', suh. It wuz dis way: you see, boss, de bellboys' bench is right unduh de big clock in de lobby, off to de right uv de desk.
"I got up an' went to de main entrance, jes' to make de night clerk think I wuz on de job in case he woke up. I looked down de street tow'rd de post-office, an' I seed a man goin' in dar. "'Bless de Lawd! I says to myse'f. 'White people ain' got much to do goin' to de post-office dis time uv night. An' I went on back to de bellboys' bench and stahted in niggerin' it once mo'e." "Niggering it?"
Some ambassador had been robbed, and the Britisher and the Greek or Bulgarian were mixed up in it. Loot. "I thought the war was over," said the night clerk. "The shootin' is over, that's all," said the captain of the bellboys, sagely. What had happened in Room 212? A duel of wits rather than of physical contact. Hawksley realized instantly that here was the crucial moment.
To have traveled so far in the desperate hope of heading off Aunt Jane, only to be frustrated and to lose my character besides! It would be a stroke too much from fate, I told myself rebelliously, as I crossed the broad gallery and plunged into the cool dimness of the lobby in the wake of the bellboys who, discerning a helpless prey, had swooped en masse upon my bags.
Duvall awaited the arrival of the note with the utmost impatience. A message for Grace. From whom? What could it mean? A few moments later one of the bellboys thrust into his hand a letter, written on the note paper of the hotel. He regarded the scrawling and ill-written superscription with apprehension, then tore open the envelope and proceeded to read the contents of the note.
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