"Baldwin, I've got a new line on my man," said Jack. "Do you happen to know any of the men behind the desk at the Bienvenu?" "Surest thing you know. I've got a pal there. Name of Dick Starr." "What's his job?" "Room clerk. One of the head men." "Will you introduce me?" "Sure! When?" "The sooner the better." "I'm coming off duty now. I'll go right down there with you." Starr of the Bienvenu proved to be just such another suave and irreproachable man of the world as Baldwin, but somewhat older. He knew all about Jack; no doubt the two friends had discussed him. While the real secret of Jack's identity was safe, it was understood among those whose business it was to inform themselves of such matters, that the secretary was the real power behind the Norman throne. Consequently he enjoyed more than the usual consideration shown to a multi-millionaire's secretary. Starr took them into a little room behind the office. Jack said: "The fact is, I'm doing a bit of detective work for my employer, and one of my clues leads to the Bienvenu. I want your help." "Anything in my power!" Starr assured him. "You have a young lady stopping here called Miriam Culbreth?" Starr nodded. "Some Cleopatra!" he murmured. "The same," said Jack. "Now some time during the next few days I have reason to believe that a package will be sent her by messenger. Small, flat packet about three inches by seven." "Packages don't go through the desk." "But in this case I am pretty sure the boy will be instructed to hand it to her personally." "Oh, in that case--Want me to have a look in it?" "Simpler than that!" said Jack. "Just get me that boy's number so I can trace him." Starr assured Jack that he would be happy to serve him. He seemed a little disappointed that he was not called upon to play a more important part. They strolled out into the lobby again, and at that identical instant Miriam herself came through the revolving doors. But Jack saw her first. "Duck, you fellows! Duck!" he whispered swiftly. "Make out you don't know me!" Messrs. Baldwin and Starr being experienced men of the world, knew how to act. They inconspicuously faded from Jack's side. Miriam in sables and paradise plumes swam into the Bienvenu like a swan. Not a man in the place but drew a long breath of longing at the sight of her and looked enviously at the man slinking at her heels. Your haughty beauty always brings a man with her like a small dog on a leader. This man was Bobo. Jack went up to them with glad smiles. "Hello! This is a surprise!" It was manifestly a surprise to _them_. Bobo turned a delicate pea green shade, and had nothing to say. The girl smiled charmingly, but her eyes were like two points of ice. Jack thought: "She thinks I've tracked them here. There's something up. I'll find out what it is." "We just dropped in for tea," said Miriam languidly. "Fine!" said Jack. "I'm starving! I'll join you."