"Well, I'm not in a tolerant mood at present," said Rosalind. "Will you take me back to the hotel?"
"Will you dance with me?"
"I think not."
"Will you wear the bracelet then?"
"Well—perhaps."
As they moved away the boatman stepped from his hiding-place.
"Bracelet," he muttered. "That's funny now. I wonder if it could be the one."
CHAPTER XV
WHEN SAM CAME IN HANDY
He waited until Rosalind and her gloomy suitor passed from view, then made for the hotel by another entrance. The door by which he obtained access to the building led into a broad lobby, where superior clerks yawned behind a counter that resembled a bar, and where there was a news-stand, also other details of hotel-equipment arranged with a view to reducing the amount of Federal reserve in individual depositaries.