“I see,” said Rudolph, smiling. “You mean to charge it in the bill?”
“Of course, I shall represent that I sent out messengers in search of you, and you were found by one of them.”
In a private parlor at the St. Regis sat a lady of middle age. She had a haughty face, and stern, compressed lips. She was one to repel rather than to attract. She had a note before her, which she threw down with an exclamation of impatience.
So he has heard nothing yet. For three weeks I have been wasting my time at this hotel, depending on this lawyer, and he has done absolutely nothing.”
At this moment a light knock was heard at the door.
Enter,” said the lady.
A note for Mrs. Middleton,” announced a servant.
She took the missive and hastily opened it. It read thus:
“My dear Madam: At last, after unwearied exertions, I have succeeded. The man, Rudolph Rugg, has been found by one of my messengers, and is at this moment in my office, ready to obey your summons. Shall I send him to you?”