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The
leader
of
the
trio
nodded
authoritatively
at
a
burly
man
in
a
check
suit
.
"
All
right
,
Olson
.
"
"
I
got
you
,
Mr.
O'May
,
"
said
Olson
,
nodding
.
The
other
two
took
a
curious
glance
at
their
quarry
and
then
withdrew
,
closing
the
door
angrily
behind
them
.
The
burly
man
regarded
Amory
contemptuously
.
"
Did
n't
you
ever
hear
of
the
Mann
Act
?
Coming
down
here
with
her
,
"
he
indicated
the
girl
with
his
thumb
,
"
with
a
New
York
license
on
your
car
--
to
a
hotel
like
this
.
"
He
shook
his
head
implying
that
he
had
struggled
over
Amory
but
now
gave
him
up
.
"
Well
,
"
said
Amory
rather
impatiently
,
"
what
do
you
want
us
to
do
?
"
"
Get
dressed
,
quick
--
and
tell
your
friend
not
to
make
such
a
racket
.
"
Jill
was
sobbing
noisily
on
the
bed
,
but
at
these
words
she
subsided
sulkily
and
,
gathering
up
her
clothes
,
retired
to
the
bathroom
.
As
Amory
slipped
into
Alec
's
B.
V.
D.
's
he
found
that
his
attitude
toward
the
situation
was
agreeably
humorous
.
The
aggrieved
virtue
of
the
burly
man
made
him
want
to
laugh
.
"
Anybody
else
here
?
"
demanded
Olson
,
trying
to
look
keen
and
ferret-like
.
"
Fellow
who
had
the
rooms
,
"
said
Amory
carelessly
.
"
He
's
drunk
as
an
owl
,
though
.
Been
in
there
asleep
since
six
o'clock
.
"
"
I
'll
take
a
look
at
him
presently
.
"
