"Where to, sir?" asked the driver.
"You may drive to the Windsor Hotel," was the answer.
The Windsor Hotel, on Fifth avenue, is over two miles farther up town than the Metropolitan. Leaning back in his comfortable seat, Ben enjoyed the ride, and was pleased with the quiet, aristocratic appearance of the Windsor. A good suite of rooms was secured, and he found himself even more luxuriously accommodated than at the Metropolitan.
"I wonder why we have changed our hotel," he thought.
As if aware what was passing through his mind, Major Grafton said:
"This hotel is much more conveniently located for my business than the other."
"It seems a very nice hotel," said Ben.
"There is none better in New York."
"I wonder what his business is," passed through Ben's mind, but he was afraid of offending by the inquiry.