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By the bye, one of the two told me that they had engaged every room in that corridor. You may be able to trace him by that." Mr. Blumentein shrugged his shoulders. "That statement, at any rate, was a false one," he said. "All the rooms in the vicinity of yours were occupied by regular customers." Now, in all probability, if Mr.
Not here though. Go through the drawing-room on to the terrace, and wait for me there. Don't go at once. Go downstairs and have a drink or something first." I could see her looking through the glass doors, and divining her wishes, I turned away at once. Mr. Blumentein was standing there, looking upon us. His smile was almost ghastly in its attempted cordiality.
Blumentein," I said, "if it is a permissible question, may I ask the name of the young lady with whom you were talking in the hall just now a young lady with a French maid and a Japanese spaniel?" Mr. Blumentein was perceptibly paler. His eyes were full of suspicion, almost fear. "Why do you ask me that?" he inquired sharply. "Out of curiosity, I am afraid," I answered readily.
Blumentein had looked me in the face when he made this last statement, I should have left the hotel within half an hour or so for good, and the whole episode, so far as I was concerned, would have been ended. But I could not help noticing a somewhat unaccountable nervousness in the man's manner, and it flashed into my mind suddenly that he knew a good deal more than he meant to tell me.
My room is broken into in the middle of the night. I myself am assaulted, and another man, a stranger to me, is nearly murdered. If any explanations or apologies are due at all, I consider that they are due to me." Mr. Blumentein edged a little away. "You should consider yourself exceedingly fortunate," he declared, "to be spared the inconvenience of a police inquiry.
"You wish to speak to me, sir?" he asked curtly. "I do!" I answered. "There is a good deal going on in your hotel which I do not understand; and I may as well tell you that I am determined to get to the bottom of it. I was drugged in the public smoking-room last night by a man who called himself Stanley, acting in collusion with one of the waiters." Mr. Blumentein looked at me superciliously.
Whilst I was safely put out of the way, several of your guests seem to have left. Will you give me Miss Van Hoyt's address?" "I will not," the manager answered. "Mr. Leslie Guest's then?" "I do not know it," he declared. I turned towards the door. "Very well, Mr. Blumentein," I said; "but if you imagine that this matter is going to rest where it is, you are very much mistaken.
Nothing more I can do for you, Mr. Courage?" "Nothing at all, thank you," I answered, moving towards the door. "They have just telephoned down to say that a gentleman has called for you Sir Gilbert Hardross, I believe." I nodded and glanced at the clock. "Thanks!" I said, "I must hurry." "I will reserve a table for you in the restaurant to-night, sir," Mr. Blumentein said, bowing me out.
"Perhaps not," I admitted; "but I don't know what your night-porter could have been about, if he really saw nothing of them. I can give you a detailed description of all three if you like." "One moment," Mr. Blumentein said, taking up pen and paper. "Now, if you please!" I described the three men to the best of my ability, and Mr. Blumentein took down carefully all that I said.
I hastened downstairs and into the office. "I wish to see the manager as soon as possible," I said to one of the reception clerks behind the counter. "Certainly, sir, what name?" he asked; drawing a slip of paper towards him. "Courage " I told him, "Mr. Hardross Courage!" The man's manner underwent a distinct change. "I am sorry, sir," he said, "but Mr. Blumentein is engaged.
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