The hotelman cringed nervously but neither confirmed or denied anything.

Behind the square glass lenses, the hotelman's eyes went shrewd.

The hotelman asked him how he was and the old gentleman said he was all right.

For a moment, the hotelman looked confused, and then something clicked, and then he said, You're right.

"It's the workmen from the camp!" guessed Hotelman Ashby, in a voice that shook as though from ague.