At night I have the fancy always to walk." "We don't walk half enough." Mrs.Rheinholdt sighed, glancing down at her somewhat portly figure.

"Dixon," she added, turning to the footman who had admitted Craig, "take Professor Ashleigh's servant into the kitchen and see that he has something before he leaves for home.

Now, Professor, if you will come this way." They reached a little room in the far corner of the house.

Mrs.Rheinholdt apologised as she switched on the electric lights.
"It is a queer little place to bring you to," she said, "but my husband used to spend many hours here, and he would never allow anything to be moved.

You see, the specimens are in these cases." The Professor nodded.