43/53 Fenwick remembered him among the drawings he had collected. Real taste--real sense of beauty--combined no doubt with the bargaining instinct and a natural love of chicanery. Moreover, Fenwick believed that, so far as a grasping temper would allow, there had been a genuine wish to help undiscovered talent. He thought of the hand which had given him the check, and had a vision of it holding the revolver--of the ghastly, solitary end. And no one had guessed--unless, indeed, it were his wife? |