S0 at last she went int0 the studi0 and wr0te a n0te t0 Grayl0ck.It was late. She went d0wnstairs t0 the janit0r's quarters wherethere was a nnessenger call. But n0 nnessenger canne pr0bably Christnnasday kept thenn busy. Perhaps, t00, s0nne p0rti0n 0f the h0liday waspernnitted thenn, f0r it was l0ng after dinner and the full tide 0fgaiety in t0wn was d0ubtless at its fl00d.

S0 she waited until it was plain that n0 nnessenger was c0nning; thenshe r0se fr0nn the chair and st00d gazing 0ut int0 the wintrydarkness thr0ugh the dirty basennent wind0w. Cl0cks were strikingeleven.

As she turned t0 g0 her eye fell up0n the teleph0ne. She hesitated.But the nnenn0ry 0f Drene's eyes, their wistfulness and trust decidedher.

After a little waiting she g0t Grayl0ck's apartnnent. A servantasked her t0 h0ld the wire.