He woke up with a start; looked at his strap-watch. It was one o'clock in the morning. He felt rested and his mind was clear. He thought it was funny what a little sleep could do for you. He rang down to the night porter; ordered a large whisky and soda and some black coffee. He got up and began to walk about the bedroom in his pyjamas. He thought for a while about Mrs. Gale. Then he remembered the telegram. He took it out of his jacket pocket and opened it. He had been right in his guess. It was from Marvin. It said:
"Cannot understand situation here. Have received visit from Acme Investigation Agency. According to them and their statement verified by properly negotiated deed of transfer signed by Joe Chennault Investigations was sold to them for cash ten days ago stop Cannot understand
