"But I don't see what it's going to lead to," objected Dean. "You can't make money out there."
"I'm not after money; I want glory," answered Guy.
"I prefer money," said Dean, "just at present."
They reached French's hotel, and entered. This was some years since, before the temporary closing of this old established house for travelers.
"You'd better go up to the register and see whether your friend has a room here," suggested Guy.
Dean adopted the suggestion, and looking over the record found this entry:
Peter Kirby, Chicago. Room 197.
"Yes, he's here," he said in a tone of relief. "Is Mr. Kirby at home?" he inquired.
"I will send up and see," said the clerk. "Do you wish to go up at the same time?"