"That's a mistake other people have made and regretted," Lawrence remarked.
"Well," said Walters, "I demand to be let out."
Foster shook his head. "I think not. The room is comfortable, and you won't be here long."
"What are you going to do with me?"
"Hand you to the police."
"On what ground?"
"Attempted murder, to begin with," said Foster dryly.
Walters turned to the manager. "A man can't be arrested without a warrant. I guess you understand you're making trouble for yourself by permitting these fellows to lock me in."
"I don't know if it's quite legal or not," Foster admitted, addressing the manager, who looked irresolute. "Anyhow, you're not responsible, because we're going to take the matter out of your hands. Besides, you haven't much of a staff just now and couldn't interfere."
"In a way, that's so," the manager doubtfully agreed. "I don't want a disturbance in my hotel; I've had enough."