The girl would necessarily have to go to a hotel at first, so the searcher examined a number of hotel registers.

She had been gone now about six months, so the search had to be in some books long since discarded, much to the annoyance of the clerks.
Dorian left the second town for the third which was situated well up in the mountains.

The weather was cold, and the snow lay two feet deep over the hills and valleys.

He became disheartened at times, but always he reasoned that he must try a little longer; and then one day in a hotel register dated nearly five months back, he found this entry: "Carlia Davis." Dorian's heart gave a bound when he saw the name.

Carlia was not a common name, and the handwriting was familiar.