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I only wanted to be sure this was the righthotel."
　　There might have been some slight incredulity in hisvoice as he looked round him, then turned back towards the entrance. His eyes passedindifferently over the people sitting round him. They passed over Luscombe and Elvira inthe same way, and Luscombe felt a sudden unsuspected anger. "Dammitall," he thought to himself, "Elvira's a pretty girl. When I was a young chap I'd havenoticed a pretty girl, especially among all these fossils." Butthe young man seemed to have no interested eyes to spare for pretty girls. He turned backto the desk and asked, raising his voice slightly as thought to call Miss Gorringe's attention:
　　"What's the telephonenumber here? 1129 isn't it?"
　　"No," said MissGorringe, "3925."
　　"Regent?"
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　　"No. Mayfair."
　　He nodded. Then swiftly he strode across to the doorand passed out, swinging the doors to behind him with something of the same explosivequality he had shown on entering.
　　Everybody seemed to draw a deep breath; to finddifficulty in resuming their interrupted conversations.
　　"Well," said ColonelLuscombe, rather inadequately, as if at a loss for