“Because that’s no place for a seance. Nothing friendly, nothing sociable about it. And at the same time, a body that wanted to know who was roosting on that ash-barrel without exposing himself by going near it, or seeming to be interested in it, could just stand on the street corner and take a glance down the alley and satisfy himself, don’t you see?” “Yes, his idea is plain, now. He seems to be a man that can’t _be_ candid and straightforward. He acts as if he thought we—shucks, I wish he had come out like a man and told us what hotel he—” “Now you’ve struck it! you’ve struck it sure, Washington; he has told us.” “Has he?” “Yes, he has; but he didn’t mean to. That alley is a lonesome little pocket that runs along one side of the New Gadsby. That’s his hotel.” “What makes’ you think that?” “Why, I just know it. He’s got a room that’s just across from that lamp post. He’s going to sit there perfectly comfortable behind his shutters at 10.22 to-morrow, and when he sees us sitting on the ash-barrel, he’ll say to himself, ‘I saw _one_ of those fellows on the train’—and then he’ll pack his satchel in half a minute and ship for the ends of the earth.” Hawkins turned sick with disappointment: “Oh, dear, it’s all up, Colonel—it’s exactly what he’ll do.” “Indeed he won’t!” “Won’t he? Why?” “Because _you_ won’t be holding the ash barrel down, it’ll be me. You’ll be coming in with an officer and a requisition in plain clothes—the officer, I mean—the minute you see him arrive and open up a talk with me.” “Well, what a head you have got, Colonel Sellers! I never should have thought of that in the world.” “Neither would any earl of Rossmore, betwixt William’s contribution and Mulberry—_as_ earl; but it’s office hours, now, you see, and the earl in me sleeps. Come—I’ll show you his very room.” They reached the neighborhood of the New Gadsby about nine in the evening, and passed down the alley to the lamp post. “There you are,” said the colonel, triumphantly, with a wave of his hand which took in the whole side of the hotel. “There it is—what did I tell you?” “Well, but—why, Colonel, it’s six stories high. I don’t quite make out which window you—” “All the windows, all of them. Let him have his choice—I’m indifferent, now that I have located him. You go and stand on the corner and wait; I’ll prospect the hotel.”