The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1906-02-18
Copyright 1904 by G. P. Putnam's sons.)

She acpt In a small room at the top
OF the house. next to the maids. for com.
pany.
This was her life.
over the head oil the little iron bed.
stead OF her room hung q grcnt cruclfix.
That was her hope.
When Llwellyn was rioting in name
less places she prayed for him DURING
the night. She prayed for him, for her.
self, and for the two servant girls, very
iamDly-ti1at Heaven might receive them
z all some day.
The maid brohg. mp some dinneg for
the Pr9sessor--a little soup, n sole, and
some camembert.
He ate slowly and smoked n short light
brown cigar with his coffee. Then he
bathed, put ON evening clothes, dressing
himself with care and circumspectfon,
and left the holse
In the Edgewarc road he got into a
hanson and told the man to drive him
TO Bloomsbury Court Mansions
CHAPTER vi
THE WHISPER.
Robert Llwelyn paid the cabman outs
eide the main gateway which led into
the courtyard, and dismissed him.
The Court Mansions were but few
hundred yards from the British Ntu-
scum itself. though he never visited them
In tho daytime. ~ huge building. like "A
great hotel, rose skyward in a square.
In the quadrangle in the center, which
was paved with asphalt was an orna-
mental fountain surrounded by ever
green plants in tubs.
The Professor strobe under the arch
way, his feet echolng in the stiffness.
md passed over the open space. which
was brilliantly lit with the hectic radi-
ance of arc lamps. He entered one of tIie
doorways, and turning to the right of thu
around floor. away from the lift which
was IN waiting to convey passengers IN
.ne hisher stories, he stopped at No.
IL.
He took latch key from his pocket.
opened the door and entered. 1t was very
warm and close inside. and very Silent
also. The narrow hall was lit by n
CRIMSON g2obed electric lamp. Tt was
heavily carpeted, and thick curtains Of
plum colored plush. edged with round.
ilufty balls of the same color, hung over
the doors leading into IT,
BE hung bis hat UP ON a neg. ami
stood perfectly silent for a moment IN
the warm. scented air. lie could hear
no sound but the ticking OF a French
clock.
me nat was obviously empty; and null
curtains ha n,,N
into the dining-room.
Tho place was full of light (:ert,,,da
Hunt. or her maid, had, with charac.
terlstic carelessness. forgotten to turn
on the switches. Llwellyn sat down and
looked around him. How familiar tho
place was The casual visitor would
have recognized at glance that the
occupant OF the room belonged to the
dramatic profession.
PhOtORIlDhS nh
The satlnwood overmanteI was crowded
with them In heavy frames OF chased
silver Bold engagements hung on the
crimson walls: they Were upright. and
stacked in dsorderly heaps upon the
grand piano
All We're of one woman-a dark Jewish
| girl with eyes full of a fixed fascination
trained regard of allurement.
The eyes pursued him everywhere:
| bold and inviting, he was conscious of
their multitude and moved uneasily
The dining table was in curious litter
Iiaif-empty cups of egg-shel china stood
upon a tray of Japanese lacquer inaid
with ivory and silver; cake basket
held pink and honey colored bo1l-bons.
among which some cigarette ends had
fallen. Two empty bottles. which had
held champagne. stood side by side
cheek by jowl. with a gilt tray. on which
was miniature methyl lamp and some
steel curling tongs.
The arm chairs We're upholstered in
pink SATIN On one of them was a long
fawn- colored tailor-made coat, hanging
collar downwards over the back. A
handful of silver and Il tiny gun-metal
cigarette case had dropped out OF a
pocket on to the seat of the chair.
The whole place reeSed with a we'll
known perfume--an evil, sickly smell of
ripe lilies and the acrld smoke of Egyp-
tian tobacco. A frilled dressing Jacket
covered with yellowish lace lay In n trim-
bled heap upon the hearth rug.
The room would have struck an ordi-
nary visitor with sense OF nausea
almost like a physical blow. There was
something sordidly shameless about 1t.
The vulgarest and most material OF
Circes held sway among all this saudy
and lavish disorder. The most sober
living and innocent-minded man, brought
suddenly into such a place, would have
known 1t instantly for What 1t was. and
turned to fly as from pestilence.
a week or two before, a picture of
this den had appeared in one of tho
illustrated papers. Underneath the pho-
graph had been printed
THE Boudoir of One OF I.ondon's
Popular Favorites.
Miss Gertrude Hunt at Home"
Below had been another picture--"A1iss
Hunt in her new motor-car" Robert
Lwellyn had paid four hundred pounds
for the machine.