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〃Here you are； young fellow；〃 he announced。 De…mounted 'em so the junk would be easier to handle。 The Dago mother you asked forthe second painting may be one you'd like to have for your own private gallery。 I'm not going to let you get away with your bluffand don't you forget it！ 。 。 。 Duchess； don't you think he'd better beat it before Gavegan and his loving friends take a tumble to his presence and mess up the neighborhood？〃
〃Yes；〃 said the Duchess。 〃Good…night； Larry。〃
〃Good…night；〃 said he。
Mechanically he took the roll of paintings and slipped it under his raincoat； mechanically he shook hands； mechanically he got out of the pawnshop； mechanically he took all precautions in getting out of the little rain…driven street and in getting into a taxicab which he captured over near Cooper Institute。 All his mind was upon what the Duchess had told him and upon a new idea which was throbbingly growing into a purpose。 Maggie and Barney and Old Jimmie！ Maggie in a suite at the Grantham！
What Larry now did； as he got into the taxi； he would have called footless and foolhardy an hour before； and at any other hour his judgment might have restrained him。 But just now he seemed controlled by a force greater than smooth…running judgmenta composite of many forces： by sudden jealousy； by a sudden desire to shield Maggie； by a sudden desire to see her。 So as he stepped into the taxi； he said：
〃The Granthamquick！〃
CHAPTER XVII
The taxi went rocking up Fourth Avenue。 But now that decision was made and he was headed toward Maggie； a little of judgment reasserted itself。 It would not be safe for him to walk openly into the Grantham with a mouthful of questions。 He did not know the number of Maggie's suite。 And Maggie might not be in。 So he revised his plan slightly。 He called to his driver：
〃Go to the Claridge first。〃
Five minutes later the taxi was in Forty…Fourth Street and Larry was stepping out。 Fortune favored him in one factor perhaps his subconscious mind had based his plan upon this fact： the time was half…past ten； the theaters still held their crowds； the streets were empty； the restaurants were practically unoccupied。 He was incurring the minimum of risk。
〃Wait for me；〃 he ordered the driver。 〃I'll be out in five minutes。〃
In less than the half of the first of these minutes Larry had attained his first objective： the secluded telephone…room down behind the grill。 It was unoccupied except for the telephone girl who was gazing raptly at the sorrowful； romantic； and very soiled pages of 〃St。 Elmo。〃 The next moment she was gazing at something elsea five… dollar bill which Larry had slipped into the open book。
〃That's to pay for a telephone call； just keep the change；〃 he said rapidly。 〃You're to do all the talking； and say just what I tell you。〃
〃I got you； general；〃 said the girl； emerging with alacrity from romance to reality。 〃Shoot。〃
〃Call up the Hotel Granthamsay you're a florist with an order to deliver some flowers direct to Miss Margaret Cameronand ask for the number of her suiteand keep the wire open。〃
The girl obeyed promptly。 In less than a minute she was reporting to Larry：
〃They say 1141…1142…1143。〃
〃Ask if she's in。 If she is； get her on the 'phone； tell her long distance is calling； but doesn't want to speak to her unless she is alone。 You get it？〃
〃Sure； brother。 This ain't the first time I helped a party out。〃
There was more jabbing with the switch…board plug； evident switching at the other end； several questions； and then the girl asked： 〃Is this Miss Margaret Cameron？ Miss Cameron〃 and so on as per Larry's instructions。
The operator turned to Larry： 〃She says she's alone。〃
〃Tell her to hold the wire till you get better connectionsthe storm has messed up connections terriblyand keep your own wire open and make her hold her end。〃
As Larry went out he heard his instructions being executed while an adept hand safely banked the bill inside her shirt…waist。 Within two minutes his taxi set him down at the Grantham； and knowing that whatever risks he ran would be lessened by his acting swiftly and without any suspicious hesitation； he walked straight in and to the elevators； in the manner of one having business there； his collar again pulled up； his cap pulled down； and his face just then covered with a handkerchief which was caring for a sniffling nose in a highly natural manner。
With his heart pounding he got without mishap to the doors numbered 1141； 1142； and 1143。 Instinctively he knew in a general way what the apartment was like： a set of rooms of various character which the hotel could rent singly or throw together and rent en suite。 But which of the three was the main entrance？ He dared not hesitate； for the slightest queer action might get the attention of the floor clerk down the corridor。 So Larry chose the happy medium and pressed the mother… of…pearl button of 1142。
The door opened； and before Larry stood a large； elderly； imposing woman in a rigidly formal evening gowna gown which； by the way； had been part of Miss Grierson's equipment for many a year for helping raw young things master the art of being ladies。 Larry surmised at once that this was the 〃hired companion〃 his grandmother had spoken of。 In other days Larry had had experience with this type and before Miss Grierson could bar him out or ask a question； Larry was in the room and the door closed behind himand he had entered with the easiest； most natural； most polite manner imaginable。
〃You were expecting me？〃 inquired Larry with his disarming and wholly engaging smile。
Neither Miss Grierson's mind nor body was geared for rapid action。 She was taken aback； and yet not offended。 So being at a loss； she resorted to the chief item in her stock in trade； her ever dependable dignity。
〃I cannot say that I was。 In fact； sir； I do not know who you are。〃
〃Miss Cameron knowsand she is expecting me；〃 Larry returned pleasantly。 His quick eyes had noted that this was a sitting…room： an ornate； patterned affair which the great hotels seem to order in hundred lots。 〃Where is Miss Cameron？〃
〃In the next room；〃 nodding at the connecting door。 〃She is engaged。 Telephoning。 A long…distance call。 I'm quite sure she is not expecting you；〃 Miss Grierson went on to explain ponderously and elaborately； but with politeness； for this young man was handsome and pleasant and well…bred and might prove to be some one of real importance。 〃We were to have had a theater party with supper afterwards； but owing to Miss Cameron's indisposition we did not go to the theater。 But she insisted on keeping the engagement for the supper； but changing it to here。 Besides herself and myself； there are to be only her uncle； her cousin； and just one guest。 That is why I am so certain； sir； she is not expecting you。〃
〃But you see；〃 smiled Larry； 〃I am that one guest。〃
Miss Grierson shook her carefully coiffured transformation。 〃I've met the guest who is coming； and I certainly have not met you。〃
〃Then she must have asked two of us。 Anyhow； I'll just speak to her； and if I'm mistaken and de trop； I'll withdraw。〃 And ere Miss Grierson could even stir up an intention to intervene further； this well… mannered young man had smiled his disarming smile and bowed to her and had passed through the door； closing it behind him。
He halted； the knob in his hand。 Maggie was standing sidewise to him； holding a telephone in her hand； its receiver at her ear。 She must have supposed that it was Miss Grierson who had so quietly entered； for she did not look around。
〃Yes； I'm still waiting；〃 she was saying impatiently。 〃Can't you ever get that connection？〃
Larry had seen Maggie only in the plain dark suit which she had worn to her daily business of selling cigarettes at the Ritzmore； and once； on the night of his return from Sing Sing； in that stage gypsy costume； which though effective was cheap and impromptu and did not at all lift her out of the environment of the Duchess's ancient and grimy house。 But Larry was so startled by this changed Maggie that for the moment he could not have moved from the door even had he so desired。 She was accoutered in the smartest of filmy evening gowns； with the short skirt which was then the mode； with high…heeled silver slippers； her rounded arms and shoulders and bosom bare； her abundant black hair piled high in careful carelessness。 The gown was cerise in color； and from her forearm hung a great fan of green plumes。 In all the hotels and theaters of New York one could hardly have come upon a figure that night more striking in its finished and fresh young womanhood。 Larry trembled all over； his heart tried to throb madly up out of his throat。
At length he spoke。 And all he was able to say was：
〃Maggie。〃
She whirled about； and telephone and receiver almost fell from her hands。 She went pale； and stared at him； her mouth agape； her dark eyes wide。
〃La…Larry！〃 she whispered。
〃Maggie！〃 he said again。
〃La…Larry！ I thought you were in Chicago。〃
〃I'm here now； Maggieespecially to see you。〃 He did not know it； but his voice was husky。 He noted that she was still holding the telephone and receiver。 〃It was I who put in that long…distance call。 But I came instead。 So you mig