"Nelson! By God! So! He's _here_!" During the moment that Haviland sat petrified, Gray turned his head slowly, his blazing eyes searched the office as if expecting to discover a presence concealed somewhere; they returned to the hotel man's face, and he inquired: "Well, where is he ?" Haviland stirred.

"I don't know what you're talking about.

Who's Nelson ?" After a second he exclaimed: "Good Lord! I thought I had a pleasant surprise for you, and I was gracefully leading up to it, but--I must have jazzed it all up.

I was going to tell you that the hotel and everything in it is yours." "Eh ?" "Why, the Ajax is one of the Dietz chain! Herman Dietz of Cincinnati owns it.

He left for the North not an hour ago.