Had he got so far in the chase, only to be outwitted?
He dashed back to the room, with us, and jerked down the telephone receiver.
"Hello—hello—hello!" he called.
No answer.
There seemed to be no way to get a connection. What was the matter?
He hurried down the hall again.
No sooner had Elaine and Mary actually gone into the room, than Long and his servant stole out of 540, across the hall. Somewhere they had obtained a strong but thin rope.
Quickly and silently Long tied the handle of the door 511 in which we were to the handle of 540 which he was vacating. As both doors opened inward and were opposite, they were virtually locked.
Then Long and his servant hurried down the hallway to the elevator.
Down in the hotel lobby, with his followers, the Chinaman paused before the telephone switchboard where two girls were at work.