Part 50 (2/2)

”The clerk scratched his chin. 'Monsieur is expecting friends?'

”'Say yes,' whispered Wilhelmina, with a suspicion of laughter in her voice.

”'Yes,' I repeated, feebly.

”'Gentlemen, of course?' said the clerk, looking at me narrowly.

”'One lady.'

”'Married, of course?'

”'What's that to you?' I said, sharply. 'What do you mean by speaking to us--'

”'Us!'

”'I mean to me,' I said, badly rattled; 'give me the rooms and let me get to bed, will you?'

”'Monsieur will remember,' said the clerk, coldly, 'that this is an old and respectable hotel.'

”'I know it,' I said, smothering my rage.

”The clerk eyed me suspiciously.

”'Front!' he called, with irritating deliberation. 'Show this gentleman to apartment ten.'

”'How many rooms are there!' I demanded.

”'Three sleeping-rooms and a parlor.'

”'I will take it,' I said, with composure.

”'On probation,' muttered the clerk, insolently.

”Swallowing the insult, I followed the bell-boy up the stairs, keeping between him and Wilhelmina, for I dreaded to see him walk through her as if she were thin air. A trim maid rose to meet us and conducted us through a hallway into a large apartment. She threw open all the bedroom-doors and said, 'Will monsieur have the goodness to choose?'

”'Which will you take,' I began, turning to Wilhelmina.

”'I? Monsieur!' cried the startled maid.

”That completely upset me. 'Here,' I muttered, slipping some silver into her hand; 'now, for the love of Heaven, run away!'

”When she had vanished with a doubtful 'Merci, monsieur!' I handed the professor the keys and asked him to settle the thing with Wilhelmina.

”Wilhelmina took the corner room, the professor rambled into the next one, and I said good-night and crept wearily into my own chamber. I sat down and tried to think. A great feeling of fatigue weighted my spirits.

”'I can think better with my clothes off,' I said, and slipped the coat from my shoulders. How tired I was! 'I can think better in bed,'

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