Anyhow, let us get hold of him, and sift this matter thoroughly." An ambulance came just then, to take the body to the mortuary, and, when it had departed, the two men quitted the traffic bureau where they had been talking, and entered the hotel.

Here, excitement was still at fever heat.

The press had heard of the murder, and a number of reporters were interviewing everybody in sight, while photographers were adding to the confusion by taking flash-light pictures.
The super-clerk was already showing tokens of the strain.

He glared wildly at Steingall when the latter asked if Mr.Curtis was in.
"You're the hundred and first man to whom I have answered 'No' in the last quarter of an hour," he said.
"The first hundred didn't count, anyway," was the dry response.

"Pull yourself together, and read that card slowly and collectedly." "Well," he went on, seeing that the clerk had apparently mastered the copper-plate script, "you see I am not here for amusement.