The Ne'er-Do-Well
ng process of dull, dreamy speculation. He never knew the precise moment when his eyes opened and sleep left him, but at cost
dings and had been forced to wait upon his lagging memory; but this time his mind refused to w
he trouble at that point, you tried to get into Tony's rathskeller and couldn't, so you started for the East Side. Ringold was very drunk. Good! Everything is clear so far. Next y
call nothing beyond the piano, so fell
elf suddenly, and was half out of bed when he fell back, with a cry, as if an unseen hand had smitten him. He clapped both palms to his head, realizing that he was very sick indeed. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever felt before. His head was splitting, he felt a frightful nausea, the whole room was rocking and reeling as if to pitch him
ou rin
you more than one be
sorry
mighty sick. I'
ir; the others
some consolation to know that Ringold and Higgins had not es
he gentleman i
t Hig's description, however-even you co
ir-a little champagne, perh
a taxicab. I wan
ve, isn't it?" sni
! Are you the clerk?" Instead of the bell-hop he had exp
I'm the
intly. "Funny place I've got
! The SAN
didn't they give me a go
ery good, sir. It is one
e dump. Well, I'm going to get out-understand?
, but a blind search showe
ed to apologize. "Sorry, old man, but I must have left it at the office. Now
had better ha
a good o
s,
in the
occupant of Suite A as a humorist or a lunatic,
-t-more like a roadho
d stared at the white-clad figure o
s a shi
ome missile to hurl at this insolent menial, and, spying a heavy glass pitcher upon
r. I will send th
Anthony, dazedly, as he once more laid
ous. In spite of these distractions he began to note certain unfamiliar features about this place. The wall-paper, for instance, which at first glance he had taken for the work of some cheap decorator, turned out to be tapestry, as he proved by extending a shaky hand. The low ceiling, the little windows with wooden blinds, the furnitu
but at other times the whole room made a complete revolution, which was manifestly contrary to the law of gravitation and therefore not to be trusted as evidence. There were plenty of reasons, moreover, why this could not be a ship. The mere supposition was absurd. No, this must be a room in some up-town club, or perhaps
aid you wanted
want a
the do
the elevator man.
you v
Anybody ca
, seated himself beside the be
ave a
his eyes once more, for the doctor had begun to revolve slowly
laid out. It's
be nearly daylig
is not mi
until-" Anthony raised himself sudden
rtainly
room is
take one of these capsules;
ettle my bill if I've been her
said the doctor. "People have
went through my clothes just now and I'm all in. I must get back to
pulse," said the
I'm lost. I never did
nk you are?" inqu
It's a nice lit
a hotel. Thi
r a moment. Then he s
un of a man at the point of d
ndred and fifty miles out of New York. The first officer told me you were considerably intoxicated when you came aboard, but
id you
en't forgotten
ai
hot hands and strove to collect his whirling wits. At
t I stayed in New York; understand? Well, he's the fellow you're talking to and I'm asleep somewhere down around the Bowery. I'm not
ou. What is more, you have not exchanged identities with your friend Anthony, for your ticket reads 'Jeff
s or Ringol
aboard by either
s forced to lie down again without delay. "If this is a sh
ing. They put you in here, gave your ticket to the purser, and went ashore. The sl
just for the sake of argument, that this is a ship a
e w
ed wide with horror. "I
ill ha
day and it's standing in front of the New York Theatre. Yes, and I
have been drinking pretty heavily, but I g
the bewildered invalid. "What shi
pany. This is one of the bridal suites; it is 11
e is
nam
America or Mexico or
o you remember
a t
eep. You'll be all ri
ck
tho
ou prefer. Is there anything
N
medical man observed, doubtfully, as he opened the
inning to remember now. You see, I lost my hat and deci
at capsule will
urns out that I AM in New York, after all, when I wake up I
d went on deck. The shock he had received on the evening before was as nothing to what he felt now upon stepping out into the light of day. In spite of his growing convictio
ldered eyes; he touched the rail with his hands to verify his vision. The strangeness of it was uncanny. He felt as if he were walking in his sleep. He re
reality of his surroundings soon brought him back more nearly to a normal state of mind, he felt an ever-present expectancy of some new shock, some new and abrupt transition that might yet bring him bac
ce. Although Anthony was a youth of few responsibilities, he awoke suddenly to the fact that there were a thousand things that needed doing, a thousand people who needed to know
r had come just in the nick of time. Suddenly he recalled placing the check in his bill-case, and he searched himself diligently, but found nothing. That reminded him that he had won a bet or two on the football game and the money needed collecting. There was the shooting trip to
e ship in desperation, then
g ago?" A glance at the rigging showed him that the Santa Cruz was equippe
y!" he cried, excitedly; but the "w
sorry
ll pay you anything!" Kirk rammed a ha
operator. "The old apparatus wasn't satisf
an't send a mes
ng until the
ally decided in some foolish, drunken whim to take a trip to Central America? He hardly knew what to think or where to begin his reasoning. He recollected that Jefferson Locke had not impressed him very favorably at the start, and that his behavior upon the appearance of the plain-clothes man had not improved that first impression. It seemed certain that he must have had his hand in this affair, else how would Anthony now find himself in possession of his ticket?