Oh, how I wish I could wring their necks for 'em!" Suddenly an idea struck him and without waiting for the boys to come out of the restaurant he hopped on board of a street car running in the direction of the Oakland House.

Entering the hotel office he asked to look at the register.
"Room 324," he said to himself.

"That is on the third floor, I suppose, since they generally start a new hundred for every floor.

Wonder if I can get up without being noticed ?" He watched his chance, and slipping past the bell boys, made his way up the stairs, which, on account of the elevators, were but little used.

In a few minutes he was in front of the door to Room 324.