“Good evening,” she said to the surprised Harvey, who politely rose to his feet; “you know I waited on the table.”
“I remember you; I am at your service.”
“I was standing just outside the door that goes to the kitchen and I heerd everything you said to paw and what he said to you.”
“I got very little satisfaction from him,” remarked Harvey, ashamed of his hasty words at that time; “and am afraid I lost my temper.”
“You mustn’t mind paw, that’s a way he has. He thinks it isn’t right to tell a stranger anything about folks that have been guests at our hotel.”
Harvey saw that here was the well of the information he sought. He asked the young woman to take the chair near the door, while he resumed his own seat. She complied without any false pretense of modesty. Being chambermaid, there was nothing to criticise in her action.
“I gather from what you just said that Professor Morgan has stayed at your hotel?”
“He never stopped over night, but he has eat a good many meals in our house; he took dinner here to-day.”
“How long has he made his headquarters in this part of the country?”
She reflected a moment.