When he had received this information he said:
"Let us go to her room."
The key to No. 216 had not been turned in at the office, but was missing. With a pass-key they unlocked the door of Alora's room and found her suit case open, her toilet articles lying upon the dresser and her nightrobe neatly folded ready for packing. Her hat was missing, however, and the little jacket she wore with her tailored suit.
The detective touched nothing but examined the room and its contents with professional care.
"Let us call the chambermaid who made up the room," he suggested.
The woman was easily found and when she appeared the detective asked:
"Did you fold this nightrobe, or did you find it already folded?"
"Why, it was lyin' careless-like over the foot of the bed," said she, "so I folded it up."
"Why didn't you hang it in the closet?"
"The clerk had notified me the room would be vacated to-day. So I knew that when the young lady came back she'd want to pack it in her grip."