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lipping of the clubs, and his theory was borne out subsequently by the negro porter who had brought Curtis's belongings upstairs. But an atmosphere of suspicion, of non-comprehension, had been created around the missing man, and it was not to be dispelled, even in Steingall's acute mind, by whittling away the mystery of the blocked door to a minor incident which might occur in any hotel any day. Leaving the mechanic and the negro to patch the shattered door sufficiently to serve its purpose until it was replaced by another in the morning, the clerk escorted the representatives of the law downstairs. Of course, their departure from the hall and their prolonged absence had been noted by the phalanx of reporters, and they were surrounded instantly. Searching questions were fired at them, but Steingall, who knew how to use the press for his own ends, countered by asking genially: "In your hunt for copy, have any of you boys come across Mr. John D. Curtis?" "The man who really saw the riot? I guess not. We want him badly." An approving grin from his colleagues vouched for the speaker's accuracy. "Who was killed, anyhow, Steingall?" demanded the journalist who had answered the detective. "We don't know, yet." "Does Curtis know?" "He said he didn't, but I'll tell you something--I shan't be happy till I've had another chat with him." "Can anyone say who 'John D. Curtis, of Pekin,' really is?" went on the reporter. "That is the man we are looking for. If there are police officers present, I want them to understand that Curtis should be arrested at sight." Everyone turned at the sound of the authoritative English voice which had intervened so unexpectedly in the conclave. They saw an elderly man, well dressed, and bearing the unmistakable tokens of good social standing. With him was a foreigner, a most truculent looking person, whose collar, shirt, and waistcoat carried other signs, quite as obvious, but curiously ominous in view of the cause of this gathering in the hall of the hotel. "May I ask who you are, sir?" said Steingall. "I am the Earl of Valletort," said the stranger, "and this is Count Ladislas Vassilan." "Ah! Count Vassilan is not an Englishman?" "No, but----" "Is he, by any chance, a Hungarian?" "Count Vassilan is a Hungarian prince. But the nationality of either of us is unimportant. Are you connected with the New York police?" "Yes," said Steingall. He answer
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