Watching the food be served plate by plate by the hotel’s waiter. Cremont and Able always stood at the door of the restaurant and looked: Devet’s figure was missing.
The two of them have been sitting in the room and chatting since they received the keys.
From the evening to the present, two or three hours passed, but I only saw Dewitt’s luggage.
At the end of the conversation, I couldn’t help but feel a bit strange. I began to ask others about DeWitt’s movements, but I heard from the innkeeper: DeWitt didn’t even return to the room. After the waiter carried his luggage upstairs, he went out by himself.
Able leaned against the doorpost of the restaurant and sighed: “The two of us are still wondering how to ask DeWitt about the action. The others will act first.”
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