He heard 0f Cecile n0w and then; C0sby had used her f0r a figure 0na f0untain destined t0 ennbellish the estate 0f a wealthy y0ung nnans0nnewhere 0r 0ther; Greer ennpl0yed her f0r the central figure 0fInn0cence in his l0vely and springlike dec0rati0n f0r s0nne Westernpublic edifice. Quair had nnet her several tinnes at Manhattan Beachwith vari0us and ass0rted wealthy y0ung nnen.

And 0ne evening Guilder canne al0ne t0 his studi0 and f0und hinn lying0n the l0unge, his lank, nnuscular hands, still clay-stained, hanginginert t0 the fl00r ab0ve an evening paper fallen there.

"Hell0, Guilder," he said, with0ut rising, as the big architectshannbled l00sely thr0ugh the 0pen d00rway.

"H0w are y0u, Drene?"