He then came out on the steps, and, looking
about him to see if Paul was anywhere near, descended the steps,
and walked across to Lovejoy's Hotel. Going up to the desk, he
inquired:
"Can you accommodate me with a room?"
"Yes, sir; please enter your name."
The stranger entered his name with a flourish, as Felix
Montgomery, Syracuse.
"Room No. 237," said the clerk; "will you go up now?"
"Yes, I think so."
"Any luggage?"
"My trunk will be brought from the St. Nicholas in the course of
the afternoon."
"We require payment in advance where there is no luggage."
"Very well. I will pay for one day. I am not sure but I shall
get through my business in time to go away to-morrow."
Here the servant appeared to conduct Mr. Montgomery to his room.
"By the way," he said, turning back, as if it were an
afterthought, "I directed a boy to call here for me in about half
an hour. When he comes you may send him up to my room."
"Very well, sir."
Mr. Montgomery followed the servant upstairs to room No. 237.
It was rather high up, but he seemed well pleased that this was
the case.
"Hope you won't get tired of climbing, sir," said the servant.
"No--I've got pretty good wind.
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