"I'll undo the case," said Graham quickly.
The boy drew back. "Sure."
"And say! If you'll see that my sister gets what she rings for I'll give you five dollars."
"You bet your life, sah." There was a dazzling glint of white teeth.
"Thanks."
"You welcome."
The cry of joy and relief which made the whole room quiver, as soon as the porter had gone, went straight to Graham's heart. "I guess it's not much of a room," he said, a little huskily, "but we'll change all this to-morrow."
The girl ran her hand over the pillow and the bed-cover. "Oh, but eet ees zo sweet and clean," she said, between tears and laughter, "and no one can come. Eet ees mine. You are zo, zo good to me."
Graham undid the case and spilt the meagre contents on the bed. Then he put his hands on Ita's shoulders and kissed her. "Good-night, you poor little thing," he said. "Sleep well, order anything that you want, and don't leave this room until I come and fetch you. Your troubles are over."
She clung to him. "But you vill stay a leetle—just a leetle?"