I will go and see her again to-morrow.

But," as the result of another memory, "how sane she seems!" * * * * * He was thinking of this possible aspect of the matter as he mounted the staircase of the house in Mortimer Street the next day.

The stairway was of the ordinary lodging-house type, its dinginess somewhat alleviated by the fact that the Cupps had covered the worn carpet with clean warm-coloured felting.

The yellowish marbled paper on the walls depressed the mind as one passed it; the indeterminate dun paint had defied fog for years.

The whole house presented only such features as would encourage its proprietors to trust to the sufficing of infrequent re-decoration.
Jane had, however, made efforts in behalf of the drawing-room, in which her mistress spent her days.