CHAPTER II.
When the day clerk arrived the night clerk sleepily informed him that the guest in Room 214 was without baggage and had not paid in advance.
"Lave a call ?" "No.

I thought I'd put you wise.

I didn't notice that the man had no grip until he was in the elevator." "All right.

I'll send the bell-hop captain up with a fake call to see if the man's still there." When the captain--late of the A.E.F.in France--returned to the office he was mildly excited.
"Gee, there's been a whale of a scrap in Room 212.

The chambermaid let me in." "Murder ?" whispered the clerks in unison.
"Murder your granny! Naw! Just a fight between 212 and 214, because both of 'em have flown the roost.