He walked straight to the door, opened it, stepped into the room beyond, and turned the key in the lock, dropping it into his pocket.

Then he faced about.

He was not alone with Lacy; Enright sat beside the desk of the other and was staring at him in startled surprise.

Westcott also had a hazy impression that there was or had been another person.

The saloon-keeper rose to his feet, angry, and thrown completely off his guard by Westcott's unexpected action.
"What the hell does that mean ?" he demanded hotly.