Very well, the lady was quite welcome to all the information obtained.

Stella opened the door, and the eyes of the two met.
"The Chinaman seems to have gone home," the mistress of the room said quietly.

"At least he is not on this floor or in the office, and I could see nothing of Timmons anywhere." "Then I suppose we don't drink," complained Miss La Rue.

"Well, I might as well go to bed.

There ain't much else to do in this jay town." She got up, and moved toward the door.
"If you're only here viewing the scenery, I guess you won't remain long." "Not more than a day or so.