Page:The Surakarta (1913).djvu/294



walked, while his footsteps might still be heard from Annis' room, like a man in doubt and without clear understanding of his next move. But when he had turned the corner of the corridor, he started quickly forward and bounded down the stairs without waiting for the elevator.

The early October night was bright with lights in front of the hotel, and the chauffeur of the taxicab was lighting his lamps, as Hereford sprang in and directed the man around the corner to a telephone booth. He saw, looking at his watch, that it was a