the evening. Another step passed. In comparison with the other, it made clearer Hereford's suspicion of that first tread which had caught his attention. The second was the tread of a man hurrying home late from his office; the first had seemed more to simulate it. He continued to listen and heard it again—the step of the first man; and now this one seemed to slow his step as he passed the door. Had Lorine's plan depended upon her meeting at his office some aide of hers who was to come in at her signal?
Hereford hastily opened the door to the hall. Past him and going toward the elevators, he saw a tall man whose figure immediately struck him as familiar. Puzzling to place the man, he was uncertain until—just before the turn of the hallway took the man away—the other glanced back. Not his
