Perhaps he had had money in the coat, back in Hong-Kong, and had been robbed without knowing it.

Perhaps these few words were the first real conscious words he had uttered in days.

His letter of credit; probably that was it; and, observing the strangeness of the room he was in, his first concern on returning to consciousness would naturally relate to his letter of credit.

How would he act when he learned that it had vanished?
She gathered up the manuscripts and restored them to the envelope.
This she put into the trunk.

She noticed that this trunk was not littered with hotel labels.