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           "Well?"

           Theleaderofthetrionoddedauthoritativelyataburlymaninachecksuit.

           "Allright,Olson."

           "Igotyou,Mr.O’May,"saidOlson,nodding.Theothertwotookacuriousglanceattheirquarryandthenwithdrew,closingthedoorangrilybehindthem.

           TheburlymanregardedAmorycontemptuously.

           "Didn’tyoueverhearoftheMannAct?Comingdownherewithher,"heindicatedthegirlwithhisthumb,"withaNewYorklicenseonyourcar—toahotellikethis."HeshookhisheadimplyingthathehadstruggledoverAmorybutnowgavehimup.

           "Well,"saidAmoryratherimpatiently,"whatdoyouwantustodo?"

           "Getdressed,quick—andtellyourfriendnottomakesucharacket."Jillwassobbingnoisilyonthebed,butatthesewordsshesubsidedsulkilyand,gatheringupherclothes,retiredtothebathroom.AsAmoryslippedintoAlec’sB.V.D.’shefoundthathisattitudetowardthesituationwasagreeablyhumorous.Theaggrievedvirtueoftheburlymanmadehimwanttolaugh.

           "Anybodyelsehere?"demandedOlson,tryingtolookkeenandferret-like.

           "Fellowwhohadtherooms,"saidAmorycarelessly."He’sdrunkasanowl,though.Beeninthereasleepsincesixo’clock."

           "I’lltakealookathimpresently."

           "Howdidyoufindout?"askedAmorycuriously.

           "Nightclerksawyougoup-stairswiththiswoman."

           Amorynodded;Jillreappearedfromthebathroom,completelyifratheruntidilyarrayed.