To Aaron King, it seemed that they had been away for years.
When the traces of their days upon the road had been removed, and they were garbed again in the conventional costume of the world; when their outfit had been put away, and a home found for patient Croesus; the artist went to his studio.

The afternoon passed and Yee Kee called dinner; but Aaron King did not come.

Then Conrad Lagrange went to find him.

Softly, the older man pushed open the studio door to see the painter sitting before the portrait of Mrs.Taine, with the package of his mother's letters in his hand.
Without a sound, the novelist withdrew, leaving the door ajar.

Going to the corner of the house, he whistled low, and in answer, Czar come bounding to him from the porch.