ot a residential building at all. All the lower floors are let for
offices and warehouses, and there is no one else in the place until
eight o'clock."

She put her hands to her head and sat quite still for a moment or two.
It was really hard to take everything in.

"Aren't you very sleepy?" she asked, irrelevantly.

"Not very," he replied. "I dozed for an hour, a little time ago. Since
then I have been looking through some plans which interest me very
much."

"Can I get up?" she inquired, timidly.

"If you feel strong enough, please do," he answered, with manifest
relief. "I shall move towards the door, dragging the screen in front of
me. You will find a brush and comb and some hairpins on your clothes. I
could not think of anything else to get for you, but, if you will dress,
we will walk to London Bridge Station, which is just across the way,
and while I order some breakfast you can go into the ladies' room and do
your hair properly. I did my best to get hold of a looking-glass, but it
was quite impossible."

The girl's sense of humor was suddenly awake. She had hard work not to
scream. He had evidently thought out all these details in painstaking
fashion, one by one.

"Thank you," she said. "I will get up immediately, if you will do as you
say."

He clutched the screen from the inside and dragged it towards the door.
On the threshold, he spoke to her once more.

"I shall sit upon the stairs just outside," he announced.

"I sha'n't be more than five minutes," she assured him.

She sprang out of bed and dressed quickly. There was nothing beyond
where the screen had been except a table covered with plans, and a
particularly hard cane chair which she dragged over for her own use.
As she dressed, she began to realize how much this matter-of-fact,
unimpressionable young man had done for her during the last few hours.
The reflection affected her in a curious manner. She became afflicted
with a shyness which she had not felt when he was in the room. When at
last she had finished her toilette and opened the door, she was almost
tongue-tied. He was sitting on the top step, with his back against the
landing, and his eyes were closed. He opened them with a little start,
however, as soon as he heard her approach.

"I am glad you have not been long," he remarked. "I want to be at my
office at nine o'clock and I must go and have a bath somewhere. These
stairs are rather steep. Please walk carefully."

She followed