“I think you once brought a valise for me to this very hotel.”
“How much did you pay me for doin’ it? Maybe I could tell by that.”
“I don’t know. I presume I paid you liberally.”
“Then I guess it was some other boy,” said Mike, grinning.
The gentleman looked puzzled, but just then a young man came up and spoke to him, addressing him as “Mr. Waldo.”
Robert started at the sound of this name. He remembered that this was the name of his employer’s cousin, who was suspected of abducting the boy of whom he was in search.
Bidding good-by to his young guide, he registered his name and then turned over the pages back. In the list of arrivals for the day before he came upon this entry:
“Charles Waldo, Sullivan, Ohio.”
“It’s the very man!” he said to himself in excitement.