I was, of course, greatly surprised, yet responded.

The lady very promptly denied having sent for me, but as I was anxious to interview her myself, we managed to drift into conversation, and I must have passed a half hour there.

I might have been there still, but for an interruption." "Oh, indeed!" with rising inflection.
He glanced quickly about, reminded of the situation.
"Yes, Hawley came in, and I would prefer not to meet him here, or have him discover you were in Sheridan.

Could we not go to your room?
I have much to tell you." Her questioning eyes left his face, and stared down over the rail.

A heavily built man, with red moustache, leaned against the clerk's desk, his face toward them.
"Do you know that man ?" she asked quickly.