His wearied and confused mind could at least come back to that name in the hotel register.
He began a systematic search of the town.

First he visited the small business section, but without results.

Then he took up the residential district, systematically, so that he would not miss any.

One afternoon he knocked on the door of what appeared to be one of the best residences.

After a short wait, the door was opened by a girl, highly painted but lightly clad, who smiled at the handsome young fellow and bade him come in.