It always seemed as if Bartley were there, somehow, and that at any moment one might hear his heavy tramp on the stairs.

Do you know, I kept feeling that he must be up in his study." The Professor looked reflectively into the grate.

"I should really have liked to go up there.

That was where I had my last long talk with him.

But Mrs.Alexander never suggested it." "Why ?" Wilson was a little startled by her tone, and he turned his head so quickly that his cuff-link caught the string of his nose-glasses and pulled them awry.