Well, she's the lady.

They registered here a few minutes before five o'clock and in ten minutes the bride was missing.
It's a queer story Mr.Ransom tells.

You'd better hear it.

Ah, there's our man! Perhaps you'll go up with him." "You may bet your last dollar on that," muttered the manager.

And joining the new-comer, he made a significant gesture which was all that passed between them till they stepped out on the second floor.
"Wanted in Room 81 ?" the manager now asked.
"Yes, by a man named Ransom." "Just so.