"Will you please send up my card?" was his interrogatory protest
against further enumeration of Miss Dana's charms and gastronomic
ability. "No need to do so, Mr. Sawyer," for he had inspected the
card carefully. "We have a private telephone in each room. Will you
await her in the public parlour?"
"Hasn't she more than one room?"
"Oh, yes; a three room suite, sitting-room, boudoir, which I am sure
she uses more as a study, a chamber--and private bath."
Quincy said, "I would prefer to see her in her sitting-room."
"Oh, certainly," replied Mr. Cass. "Our rules are only prohibitive in
the case of single chambers or alcove suites, when the caller and
tenant are of opposite sexes. The proprietor--he was formerly a
clergyman--is tenacious on certain points."
"And so am I," was Quincy's response, for his temper was rising, "and
you will oblige me by communicating with Miss Dana at once, and
informing her of my desire to see her."
"Oh, certainly," replied Mr. Cass, "but my employer, who, as I have
said, was formerly a clergyman, is tenacious on another point; all
tenants who receive visitors in their rooms must have their names
entered in a book prescribed for the purpose, and also the names of
their callers."
Quincy's murderous instinct was again aroused, but Mr. Cass was
unmindful of his danger and made the required entry.
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