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Fowle
in? I expected him to come to the door, and was surprised to see you,
don't you know."
"I don't know any Mr. Fowle," said Ted, with a smile that must have told
the stranger that he was not taken in by the question.
The fellow threw a quick glance around the room, but did not retreat
from his place in the doorway.
Ted was starting to shut the door, considering the incident closed, when
the stranger, who was a large, powerful man, well dressed and with the
air of a prosperous business man, started to enter.
"This is not Mr. Fowle's room; it is mine," said Ted, blocking the way,
"I'll just step in and wait for him," said the man. "The clerk
downstairs said it was his room."
"Wait a minute," said Ted sternly. "I don't know you, and I don't know
Fowle. If you have any business with me, state it from the hall."
The warning in the letter flashed through his mind.
Suddenly the man sprang upon Ted, and they fell to the floor together.
"Give me that letter, curse you!" hissed the man, "I saw you get it, and
I saw it just now.


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