"Not much danger of that," the Indian answered. "Still, the card may come in handy."
Mr. Liggins drove the boys to the hotel where they were to stay over night. They consulted the time-tables in the lobby, and learned that their train did not leave until the next afternoon.
"Now for a good night's sleep," said Jack, as he and his chums were being taken up in the elevator to their rooms that night. At the sound of the lad's voice a tall, dark man, in the corner of the car started. Then, as he caught a glimpse of the boys' faces, he turned so his own was in the shadow.
"Well, well, luck has certainly turned things my way," he murmured.
"Here's where I get even for the trick they played me on the train."
Little imagining they were menaced by one who felt himself their enemy, the three chums went to their rooms, which adjoined.
"Very good," whispered the dark man, who had remained in the corridor as the boys walked it. "I think I will pay you a visit to-night."
CHAPTER XIX
A THIEF IN THE NIGHT
The boys were so tired from their day's adventures, and their travel that they did not need a bit of paregoric to make them sleep, as Nat expressed it, while he was undressing. They left the connecting doors open between their rooms, and, after putting their money and valuables under their pillows, soon fell into deep slumbers.
It was about two o'clock in the morning when a dark figure stole along the corridor and came to a halt outside the door leading to Jack's room.