Then Amory went briskly to the bureau and, taking his pocket-book, beckoned peremptorily to the girl.

He heard one word from Alec that sounded like "penitentiary," then he and Jill were in the bathroom with the door bolted behind them.
"You're here with me," he said sternly.

"You've been with me all evening." She nodded, gave a little half cry.
In a second he had the door of the other room open and three men entered.

There was an immediate flood of electric light and he stood there blinking.
"You've been playing a little too dangerous a game, young man!" Amory laughed.
"Well ?" The leader of the trio nodded authoritatively at a burly man in a check suit.
"All right, Olson." "I got you, Mr.O'May," said Olson, nodding.

The other two took a curious glance at their quarry and then withdrew, closing the door angrily behind them.
The burly man regarded Amory contemptuously.
"Didn't you ever hear of the Mann Act?
Coming down here with her," he indicated the girl with his thumb, "with a New York license on your car--to a hotel like _this_." He shook his head implying that he had struggled over Amory but now gave him up.
"Well," said Amory rather impatiently, "what do you want us to do ?" "Get dressed, quick--and tell your friend not to make such a racket." Jill was sobbing noisily on the bed, but at these words she subsided sulkily and, gathering up her clothes, retired to the bathroom.