By degrees, however, he learned the lay of the great thoroughfares, especially those leading to the quarters where artists congregate, and, conscious of purpose and of money jingling in his pocket, he began to hold his head high in the crowded streets.

In the house in Barn Street, off the Euston Road, where he lodged, he was called "Mr.Paul" by his landlady, Mrs.Seddon, and her thirteen-year-old daughter, Jane, which was comforting and stimulating.

Jane, a lanky, fair, blue-eyed girl, who gave promise of good looks, attended to his modest wants with a zeal somewhat out of proportion to the payment received.

Paul had the novel sensation of finding some one at his beck and call.

He beckoned and called often, for the sheer pleasure of it.