It was after midnight when all the arrangements were made and the boys passed out of their rooms into the hotel lobby.  At that hour they thought the driver of the other aeroplane would be likely to be sleeping.  At the very door of the hotel they came upon Mr. Thomas Q. Collins!  He strolled up as Ned stepped into the doorway and extended his hand.  Ned took it, gave it a perfunctory grasp, and attempted to paw on.