As he entered the corridor he heard his name called and turning around saw Andrew Mallison.
“How do you do, Mr. Mallison,” said our hero, shaking hands. “I didn't expect to meet you here.”
“I've got a little special business in Philadelphia,” said the hotel man. “I came in last night and I am going back this afternoon. How are you making out?”
“It's all out so far,” and Joe smiled faintly at his own joke.
“No situation, eh?”
“That's it.”
“Why don't you strike the people here. It's a new place and the proprietor may need help.”
“That is what I came for.”
“I'll put in a good word for you, Joe. Come on.”
Andrew Mallison led the way to the office and called up a stout, pleasant looking man.