“He met me again in the city, and asked me to call on him at the hotel. Reckon he had some new, slick scheme up his sleeve.”
“Did you call on him?”
“Yep.”
“Well?”
“He wouldn’t see me.”
“That’s odd.”
“I thought so at the time. I told him I’d be there at half past three, and he said he’d wait for me. I was there on time, and I went right up to his room.”
“What did he say?”
“Say? He didn’t say nothin’. I didn’t see him. He wouldn’t let me in.”
“Did he know you were there?”