CHAPTER TWOWhen Craig returned to the Hotel de Paris, he went first to the reception desk to ask if there were any letters for him.
While the man was looking, he glanced quickly at the hotel register that stood open on the counter.
He had long ago taught himself to read upside-down and among a long list of celebrities he saw the name he was looking for.
It was a great satisfaction to know that the Countess was under the same roof and, when the man returned to hand him several letters bearing American stamps, Craig said casually,
“I am pleased with my rooms, but I hope you have not placed a lot of noisy people on my floor, as you did two years ago.”
“I am sure, Monsieur Vandervelt, you will find it very quiet,” the receptionist answered quickly.
“I hope you are right,” Craig said with
