ought to do with me. I think we ought to go to his rooms and lock
up his papers and letters. He never even went back, you know, after
that night."

She nodded thoughtfully.

"When would you like to do this?"

"I am so busy just now that I am afraid I can spare no time until
Monday afternoon. Would you go with me then?"

"Of course... My time is my own. We have no matinee, and I have
nothing to do except in the evening."

They had reached her home. It looked very dark and very uninviting.
She shivered as she took her latchkey from the bag which she was
carrying.

"Come in with me, please, while I light the gas," she begged. "It
looks so dreary, doesn't it?"

"You ought to have some one with you," he declared, "especially in
a part like this."

"Oh, I am not really afraid," she answered. "I am only lonely."

He stood in the passage while she felt for a box of matches and lit
the gas jet. In the parlor there was a bowl of milk standing waiting
for her, and some bread.