“Without trying. You see, he’d packed up his traps while he waited for the mail to be distributed, and he had probably kept the cab waiting to drive him back to our hotel whenever he managed to shake me off. It’s almost across from the Louvre and I didn’t see a cab, so I ran. But when I got there he was gone, bag and baggage--by a back way at that, so the hotel has lost a little to keep me company. It was a perfectly reliable hotel, you understand--one of the first few in Baedeker.”