""Oly angels," he muttered joyously, as he attacked the bread and cheese and pickles, and poured out a gla.s.s of beer. ""Oly angels, if I was to forget, and get them numbers mixed, an" them bunnies wasn"t able to get back to their "utches!"
He put down his gla.s.s, choking. When he had recovered his breath, he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, finished his meal, and returned to the corridor.
It was the rule of the hotel that no workmen should be seen about after seven-thirty. Just before that hour Bindle had completed his work of replacing the numbers on the doors, and had removed from the corridor the last traces of the work that had been in progress. He returned to the Office of Works which commanded a view of the whole length of the East Corridor. He was careful to leave the door ajar so that he had an uninterrupted view. He sat down and proceeded to enjoy the morning paper which the "Boots" had brought him, the second bottle of the foreman"s beer, and the remains of the bread and cheese.
"Shouldn"t be surprised if things was to "appen soon," he murmured, as he rose and carefully folded the newspaper.
CHAPTER VI
THE HOTEL CORRIDOR
I
As Bindle watched, a face peeped cautiously round the door of one of the bedrooms. It was a nervous, ascetic face, crowned by a ma.s.s of iron-grey hair that swept from left to right, and seemed to be held back from obliterating the weak but kindly blue eyes only by the determination of the right eyebrow.
The face looked nervously to the right and to the left, and then, as if a.s.sured that no one was about, it was followed by a body clothed in carpet slippers, clerical trousers and coat, with a towel hanging over its shoulders.
"Parson," muttered Bindle, as the figure slid cautiously along the corridor towards him.
At the sight of Bindle emerging from the Office of Works the clergyman started violently.
"C-c-can you direct me to the bath-room, please?" he enquired nervously.
"Ladies" or gents", sir?" demanded Bindle.
"Ladies", of-I mean gentlemen"s." The pale face flushed painfully, and the tide of hair refused to be held back longer and swept down, entirely obliterating the right eye.
"Must "ave forgot "is dressin"-gown," remarked Bindle, as the cleric disappeared round a corner in the direction of the bath-room furthest from his own room, to which he had been directed.
""E must get over that nervousness of "is," was Bindle"s excuse to himself, as he returned to his room.
He was just wiping his mouth on his coat sleeve after draining the last drop of beer, when he heard a suppressed scream from the corridor. He opened the door suddenly, and was startled to find himself confronted by a woman of uncertain age in an elaborate rose-pink neglige and mob cap-beneath which was to be seen a head suspiciously well-coiffed for that hour of the morning.
"Oh! Oh!! Oh!!!" she gasped, as she entered the room, obviously labouring under some great emotion.
"Anythink I can do, miss?" enquired Bindle respectfully, marvelling at the make-up that lay thick upon her withered cheeks.
"Looks like an apple wot they"ve forgot to pluck," he commented inwardly. "Anythink I can do, miss?"
"There"s-there"s a-a m-m-man in my room," she gasped.
"A wot, miss?" enquired Bindle in shocked surprise.
"A m-m-man."
"Yer "usband, mum," Bindle suggested diplomatically.
"I haven"t got one," she stuttered. "Oh! it"s dreadful. He-he"s in my bed, and he"s bald, and he"s got black whiskers."
Bindle whistled. ""Ow long"s "e been there, miss?" he enquired.
"I went to the bath-room and-and he was there when I got back. It"s horrible, dreadful," and two tears that had hung pendulously in the corner of her eyes decided to made the plunge, and ploughed their way through the make-up, leaving brown trails like devastating armies.
"Oh, what shall I do?"
"Well, since you arst me, miss, I shouldn"t say any think about it," replied Bindle.
"Nothing about it, nothing about a man being in my bed?" She was on the verge of hysterics. "What do you mean?"
"Well, miss, "otels is funny places. They might put "im on the bill as a extra."
"You-you--"
What it was that Bindle most resembled he did not wait to hear, but with great tact stepped out into the corridor, closing the door behind him.
"Some"ow I thought things would "appen," he murmured joyously.
A few yards from him he saw the form of a fair-haired youth, immaculately garbed in a brilliantly hued silk kimono, with red Turkish slippers and an eye-gla.s.s. He was gazing about him with an air of extreme embarra.s.sment.
"Hi! You!" he called out.
Bindle approached the young exquisite.
"There"s-er-someone got into my room by mistake. She"s in my bed, too. What the devil am I to do? Awfully awkward, what!"
Bindle grinned, the young man laughed nervously. He was feeling "a most awful rip, you know."
"Some people gets all the luck," remarked Bindle with a happy grin. "A lady "as just complained that she"s found a man in "er bed, bald "ead and black whiskers an" all, an" now "ere are you a-sayin" as there"s a girl in yours. "As she a bald "ead and black whiskers, sir?"
"She"s got fair hair and is rather pretty, and she"s asleep. I stole out without waking her. Now, I can"t walk about in this kit all day." He looked down at his elaborate deshabille. "I must get my clothes, you know. How the deuce did she get there? I was only away twenty minutes."
Bindle scratched his head.
"You"re in a difficult sort of "ole, sir. I"m afraid it"s like once when I went a-bathin", and a dog went to sleep on me trousers and growled and snapped when I tried to get "em away. I "ad to go "ome lookin" like an "Ighlander."
"Look here," remarked the young man. "I"ll give you a sovereign to go and fetch my things. I"ll dress in a bath-room."
He was a really nice young man, one who has a mother and sisters and remembers the circ.u.mstance.
"I"m afraid Mrs. Bindle-my wife, sir, my name"s Bindle, Joseph Bindle-wouldn"t like it, sir. She"s very particular, is Mrs. B. I think yer"d better go in there," indicating the Office of Works, "an" I"ll call the chambermaid."
"Ah, that"s a brainy idea," remarked the youth, brightening. "I never thought of that."
Bindle opened the door and the youth entered.