"Wired from where?"
"From aboard a New York Central train."
"But what train?"
"It must have been the Wolverine—that's the flier that cuts through western Ontario between Niagara Falls and the tunnel at the Detroit River."
"From Noo Yawk?" suddenly demanded Sadie.
"Yes," was the girl's answer.
"And he came into this hotel?"
"Yes; but I don't think he took a room, for I feel sure he didn't register. Instead of stopping at the desk, he said a word or two to the clerk, who came out and hurried with him to the elevator. Then they were both whisked off up-stairs."
"To which floor?"
"I don't know, because I came up by the stairs."
"What'd yuh do that for, at a time like this?"
The younger girl stared at her older companion. The strain, she saw, was beginning to tell on her patient's nerves.
"Because yesterday you said that would always be the safest way."
"And yuh saw nobody in the halls, after that, or around any o' the doors? Yuh didn't pipe anything suspicious?"
