The Chief Legatee

"What's up?" This from the manager of the Hotel -- to his chief clerk. "Something wrong in Room 81?" "Yes, sir. I've just sent for a detective. You were not to be found and the gentleman is desperate. But very anxious to have it all kept quiet; very anxious. I think we can oblige him there, or, at least, we'll try. Am I right, sir?" "Of course, if-" "Oh! it's nothing criminal. The lady's missing, that's all; the lady whose name you see here." The register lay open between them; the clerk's finger, running along the column, rested about half-way down. The manager bent over the page.