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 one he took up-stairs without waitin' to register—and give him to understand that man's business is also yours!"

Sadie, who from time to time had been applying the dictaphone receiver to her ear, suddenly turned about and bent over the dial again. "The bunch is back!" she announced with obvious relief.

But the girl at the telephone did not hear her, for her attention was centered on the words coming to her over the wire. She suddenly turned about to her companion.

"He's in the office now. They caught him on his way down-stairs, and the night clerk wants to know if he'll put him on the wire."

Sadie started toward the telephone. Then she hesitated.

"No," she concluded. "Ask that clerk to send him up to this room as soon as he can come."

Sadie, as this message was being delivered, crossed to her dresser mirror, viewed the face in it with open disapproval and promptly proceeded to rearrange her hair. Then she with equal promptness powdered her nose, rubbed a moistened finger-end along her eyebrows, and again studied herself in the glass.