CHAPTER XITHROUGH THE AIR
Larry was quickly liberated. When he got down to the hotel lobby, he found a little group of clerks gathered outside the desk. With the first instinct of a hotel-man, they were trying to conceal their excitement to keep it from communicating to the guests. The fugitives had not been intercepted, and every moment it was becoming clearer that they had made a getaway.
Shane came strolling up to the group. He was not in the least excited. The invariable cigar was rolling composedly between his lips. “Well, young fellow,” he said jocularly to Larry, “here we are again! You seem to have balled things up nicely!”
Larry had to take this standing. His heart was bitter.
“Well, I guess they’re gone,” said Shane with maddening cheerfulness.
“How could they get out?” Larr
