Through an open door Dan saw a bedroom in order for occupancy; but the furniture in the upper and lower halls was draped, and a faint odor of camphor hung upon the air.

It had occurred to Harwood that he might be stumbling upon material for a good "story," though just what it might prove to be was still a baffling question.

His guide had not spoken or looked at him since beginning the ascent, and Harwood grasped his stick more firmly when they gained the third floor.
If violence was in the programme he meant to meet it gallantly.

His conductor passed through a spacious bedroom, and led the way to a pleasant lounging- and reading-room with walls lined with books.

Without pausing he flung open a door that divulged a shop, with a bench and tools.