“Yes.”
“How did she come to be there?”
“Why, she was—a friend of his. She was there to dinner.”
“What!” gasped the man. “How do you know it?”
“I work there,” replied Samuel.
“And how did she come to go to the hotel?”
“Master Albert turned her out,” said Samuel. “And it was raining, and so I took her to a hotel.”
“For the love of God!” exclaimed the other; and then he asked quickly, “Did you tell the sergeant that?”
“No,” said the boy. “He didn't ask me anything.”
The man sprang up and ran to the grated door and shook it. “Hello! Hello there!” he cried.