The Washington times., 1913-03-29
CHAPTER III.-(Continued.)

CHAPTER I1I-(continued)
= HEsITATED little over my an
s~er. might as well have spoken
i out, for he noticed the little change
In my manner instantly.
II see you did"
why, really 1t was nothing" said
You may remember the incident your
self. We all came into the studio to-
gether one afternoon, after little
sightseeing expedition, and We saw ly-
ing in the middle Of the hoor-a won.
ans handkerchief. Both Madeline and
I naturally supposed it was hers.
went over toward it to pick 1T up, but
you saw 1t just then, picked ii up your
self, glanced at il, and slipped 1t in your
pocket. 1t struck US both as little
queer.
Not what you did, but the way you
did II. As II. somehow, you didn't want
to be questioned. Evidently you knew
the handkerchief wasn't Madeline's,
and You seemed a little embarrassed at
together, so that whoever dropped 1t
must nave been there in the studio
while We were out
1 stopped there rather awkwardly, but
Jeffrey, with a little movement of i'm
patience. told me to go on.
What did you think about it?" he
asked. How did you explain it?' Oh,
II I'm going to be frank, You must be!'
why, we both remembered" said
feeling for my words a little lamely.
that you hadn't originally planned to
go with US that afternoon. So IL seemed
TO Us that the owner Of the handker-
chief must have come in-well, must
have been enough at home there to
receive her, and waited for you Z
while and then gone away"
y.n,,nn. And you ms. made; s,ia suppose; the % con
pected to make any other; especially
when I put the handkerchief in my
pocket that way and seemed not to
wa want to talk about it But it wasn't
II am not a Puritan" said 1, but
somehow I'm glad to hear that We
both felt little uncomfortable about II,
Though we've never discussed it since.
after IT. too. suppose that was be-
cause You guessed what We must be
mo" said jeffrey, II never thought
Of II that way until this morning. But
III have to go back and begin at the
beginning.
lucky to get that studio in the first
place. There isn't a better one in Paris.
The man who had it-he's a prosperous,
well-known painter-had a long lease
on II and a lot of work to do. and It
never occurred to me. when l asked
him IL he knew where / could get
studio. that there was any possibility
of his giving up his.
But he offered it to me, in a hesi-
tating sort of way, saying that he
meant to find another and thought he
could get one hs the other 9th, side side OF the the
world he was moving out OF that one
to 60 into one not so good across the
street. and all he said at first was that
he'd taken a dislike to it 1t had got
on his nerves and he couldn't paint
there. 7 wanted to know what had
got on his nerves and he wouldn't tell
I wouldn't offer to any one else
he said at last. but you're such a SEN
sible chap that maybe YOU won't mind.
Mind what?' ! asked him again,
but still he wouldn't tell me.
Its 10 to /, 100 to /. there won't
THAT was all he would say He
was q cranky, temperamentaI sort Of a
euss so didn't thank any more about
II. blessed my good luck. and moved
a didn't find anything for about
IAN them" asked. tried to say
the words casually. but 1t wasn't easy.
Get the geography Of the place well
member there was a little hall with a
kitchinette to the right OF 1t. And then
the salon and two bed rooms straight
along In row, with a corridor on the
inside; When you get to the end Of the
out In the loft of the studio. The studio
floor is a half story down, by a fight
Of steps. There is door at the other
end Of the studio that Is reached by
models and such can come straight to
the studio through the court without
coming into the apartment"
Yes" said ]. I've got II straight.
] remembered it pretty well. anyway.
Go on
And you understand, don't you," he
continued, that there's another apart
ment and studio on the other side of
mine. only left-handed? The end walls
Of the studios come together and the
same flight of iron stairs serves both
studio floors. That's clear. isn't it?'
1 nodded. Go on" said l. What
did you find at the end of a week."
Jeffrey shrugged his shoulders. Moth
Ing" he said-''nothing that 1 can tell
about even to you, without feeling
rather an ass, Why. ! came in Just
vember. II was dark, Of course. Let
myself in by the apartment-door-not
The studio door. you understand. Let
myself in with my latch key and lit the
gas in the hall. The minute ] did it,
Knew that some one else had just been
there. ] knew that whoever II was was
IN the next room-the SALON.
Mind you, l didn't see anything or
rear anything. just knew II. Now.
there's nothing uncanny about that
I've got some sort of extra sense that
,ften tells me those things. when the
people In question are just ordinary,
everyday living people. ] call II
,xtra sense. Perhaps its actually only !
an abnormal sense OF smell. but too
subtle to recognize as such.
As you know. didn't keep any
servant that winter: l had an old |
femme de menage who came every