"And if he is to sleep alone."
"All right."
A little later they went to the office and looked over the register.
"Here he is—Robert Frost, room 45," said Hammerditch.
"Anybody else in zat room?"
They looked over the register, but could find nobody else.
"He will haf ze room all to himself," chuckled Jean Le Fevre. "Now if I can find a way to open ze door——"
"You mean to search his valise for the map?"
"To be sure."
"A good idea. We must work the plan, by all means," replied Hammerditch.