carefully over it all. At last he fixed the window-latch so that he could refasten it from the outside with his knife; and edging himself out, he reclosed and fastened the window and regained his own room.
The closing of the street door three floors below startled him. He listened inside his door. No other noises reached him from below, but he detected faint sounds upon the same floor with him. Coming out quickly from his room, he collided with the nervous little Javanese, speeding through the hall, and so jostled him that he nearly dropped the suitcase he was carrying and did let slip from under his coat the bottle of milk he was taking to his room. But in this corroboration of the identity and habits of his neighbor Max found no consolation. It was not remarkable that the Javanese had stayed. To
