"Well, no doubt the next hotel will suit us better," and a few minutes
later they entered its door.
But it was quite evident, even to Lancy, that they had not bettered their
condition by going farther. The house had probably been very popular the
day before, and there was an air of confusion about the place that added
its unpleasantness to the atmosphere that must be breathed by those that
sought the hospitality of the house. Elsie looked timidly around the parlor
as she entered, as if expecting to see the ghosts of those who had offered
up so much incense; but the room was vacant, all having departed, leaving
behind a disagreeable reminder of their presence.
"We are just as badly off as ever," Elsie whispered timidly to Dexie. "It
is not very much better, is it, Dexie?"
"No, I should say not. The very curtains are full of it. How can people
bear it! Tobacco-smoke and rum! Do let us get out of here, Lancy, before
anyone comes in!"
"Hush, Dexie! Someone will hear you."
"No danger! but do let us run before they see us here."
"But we must stay somewhere, Dexie," said Lancy. "What shall we do?"
Dexie felt provoked at their unpleasant position, and she replied in no
gentle tone.
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