The experiences of a youthful curate in Bethnal Green would have made high tragedy beside the tale that this man told his wife of the land upon which God has assuredly laid His curse--Aceldama, the field of blood.
Etta listened, and despite herself she became interested.

She was sitting in a chair usually occupied by Steinmetz.

There was a faint aroma of tobacco-smoke.

The atmosphere of the room was manly and energetic.
Paul showed her his simple stores of medicine--the old coat saturated with disinfectants which had become the recognized outward sign of the Moscow doctor.
"And do other people, other noblemen, try to do this sort of thing too ?" asked Etta at length.
"Catrina Lanovitch does," replied Paul.
"What?
The girl with the hair ?" "Yes," answered Paul.

He had never noticed Catrina's hair.