It was several minutes before anybody answered his summons. Then an ignorant looking chambermaid appeared. "Phot does yez want?" she demanded, in a strong Irish brogue. "I am locked in. Let me out," answered Dick. After some fumbling, the chambermaid found her key and unlocked the door. She gazed at Dick in some surprise, for she saw that he was excited. "Sure, I didn't know yez had that room," she said. "Did you see the two men who had this room?" demanded the youth. "I did not." "They robbed me and ran away." "Saints preserve us! Robbed ye? Of phat?" "Of everything I had. Sure you didn't see 'em?" "Not since this marnin'." "Well, they must have just gone out," said Dick, and ran down the stairs and to the office. Here he found the place deserted, the clerk having gone down to the dining room for his supper, and nobody else being on duty. The clerk listened to his story with small interest and shrugged his shoulders. "Don't see what I can do," he said. "We ain't responsible for our guests. You had better go and see the police. I hope you catch them, for such rascals give hotels bad reputations." "Do you know the men at all?" "No, never set eyes on 'em until a couple of days ago. Then they came in, hired that room, and came and went to suit themselves. One was named Brown and the other Smith--at least that's the names on the register." "Those were fake names. Then you won't help me to catch them?" "I don't see what I can do," answered the clerk, calmly. "We are not to blame for this, you can see that for yourself." Dick could see, and after a few words more, he left the hotel, feeling very depressed in spirits. He spent an hour in looking up and down the Bowery for Cuffer and Shelley, but without success. Then, as it was getting late, he returned to the hotel at which he and the rest of his family were putting up. CHAPTER XI ABOARD THE STEAM YACHT Mr. Rover, as well as Tom and Sam, had come in, and all were anxious to hear what Dick might have to report. They were filled with amazement at the story of the robbery. "I thought I'd wait about telling the police until I had heard what you had to say," said Dick, to his father. "I am afraid in a big city like New York it won't do much good to tell the police," answered Anderson Rover. "However, we can report it to-morrow. But I think Cuffer and Shelley will keep in the shade until they see Sid Merrick and have a chance to get away," and in this surmise Mr. Rover was correct. The matter was reported to the police, and that was the end of it, so far as the authorities went, for they failed to apprehend the evildoers.