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 "We haven't seen the papers," assented Touchtone, simply. "One minute, please!"

He read down the page, recognizing several names of passengers on board the Old Province. He found what he expected—"John A. Belmont, N.Y.C.," and, lo and behold! beneath it, in the same hand, "W. Jennison, N.Y.C." A rogue's device, truly!

"Is this Mr. Belmont—or is Mr. Jennison in the house?" He put the question nervously.

"Neither of 'em. Mr. Jennison I know quite well. I didn't see the other gentleman with him. They had adjoining rooms. They left the day Mr. Marcy and Mr. Saxton got here. The room was vacant. I put Mr. Marcy in it, I remember."

"Can you give me their addresses, sir?" Philip inquired, more courageously.

"H'm! Mr. Belmont's left no directions, nor Mr. Jennison either. I don't find any." He laid the memorandum-book down; he was becoming impatient.

"I'd like to see the proprietor of the hotel," said Philip. "My friend and I must make some plans about stopping here or going to New York."