"I just saw one."

"George?"

Again his head came nearer.

"Have they searched the lobby? I believe she had a weapon."

"Laura!"

"I know it sounds foolish, but the alternative is so improbable. A
family like that cannot be leagued together in a conspiracy to hide
the truth concerning a matter so serious. To be sure, they may all
be short-sighted, or so little given to observation that they didn't
see what passed before their eyes. The boys look wide-awake enough,
but who can tell? I would sooner believe that--"

I stopped short so suddenly that George looked startled. My
attention had been caught by something new I saw in the mirror upon
which my attention was fixed. A man was looking in from the corridor
behind, at the four persons we were just discussing. He was watching
them intently, and I thought I knew his face.

"What kind of a looking person was the man who took you outside last
night?" I inquired of George, with my eyes still on this furtive
watcher.

"A fellow to make you laugh. A perfect character, Laura; hideously
homely but agreeable enough. I took quite a fancy to him. Why?"