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It was just before 1 o'clock the following day that Wendover strolled into the Ambassadors' Hotel. He was fortunate enough to find the same waiter who had been so useful to him on the night of the dance. A gold coin, and in indication that this was a confidential matter, unlocked the waiter's lips, and he spoke freely.
"Oh, yes, sir," he said. "Mr. Detmar, 'e stay frequently in ze 'otel. 'E come an' go from ze Continent an' e' always haf ze same suite of rooms."