"Three days!" repeated Mr. Tarbox, thoughtfully. "He didn't stay long, then?"
"Only one night."
"Seems to me he was in a hurry. Isn't there nothin' worth seein' round here?"
"Oh, yes, monsieur," said the landlord, with animation. "Geneve is a very interesting city. Would you not like to see how they make the watches, and the boxes of musique? There are many places here that strangers do visit. There is the cathedral and the Musee. Monsieur should stay here one—two weeks."
"And put up at your tavern?"
"Eh?"
"And stop up at your hotel?"
"Certainement, monsieur."
"That's what I thought. Anyhow, I'll stay here till to-morrow. But about this old rascal—"