Scarcely was the young man in bed than he fell asleep. Tony lay awake some time, thinking of his strange adventure.
It’s the first time in my life,” he said to himself, “when I’ve had two beds—one here and the other at my lodgings. What would Rudolph say if he knew I was stopping at a fashionable hotel, instead of being at the bottom of the well where he threw me?”
CHAPTER XXVII
BREAKFAST AT THE ST. REGIS
When Tony woke up in the morning, he looked about him with momentary bewilderment, wondering where he was.
George Spencer was already awake.
How did you sleep, Tony?” he asked.
Bully!”
“It must be late. Please look at my watch and tell me what time it is.”
“Half-past eight,” said Tony, complying with his request. “Why, it’s late.”