"I am all alone.

Isaac has gone to a meeting somewhere." He promised and returned to his own apartment.

With the help of a candle which he stuck upon the mantelpiece, and a cracked mirror, he first of all shaved, then disappeared for a few minutes behind a piece of faded curtain and washed vigorously.

Afterwards he changed his clothes, putting on a dress suit produced from the trunk.

When he had finished, he stepped back and laughed softly to himself.