XXXV. "HIRSCH'S WIFE"
XXXVI. AN URGENT WARNING
XXXVII. THE BLACK BAG
XXXVIII. A LAST RESOURCE
XXXIX. WORKING The Oracle
XL. The Oracle SPEAKS
CHAPTER I
ROOM NO. 317
I laid my papers down upon the broad mahogany counter, and exchanged greetings with the tall frock-coated reception clerk who came smiling towards me.
"I should like a single room on the third floor east, about the middle corridor," I said. "Can you manage that for me? 317 I had last time."