He looked at it closely, blankly, the noble music throbbing through his brain meanwhile.
"It's that Madden girl!" he suddenly heard a voice say by his side.

Dr.
Ledsmar had followed him to the window, and was close at his shoulder.
Theron's thoughts were upon the puzzling shadowed lineaments on the stained glass.

He saw now in a flash the resemblance which had baffled him.

"It IS like her, of course," he said.
"Yes, unfortunately, it IS just like her," replied the doctor, with a hostile note in his voice.

"Whenever I am dining here, she always goes in and kicks up that racket.