le above the level of his eyes. There it was, a square, a
cube, of Egyptian night, hard, fierce, black, impenetrable.

For a long time he kept a fixed gaze upon it. Beyond and above it
glimmered the window. The larger square at last drew his eyes. He lay
another long while, very still, with the window before him. Lying so,
thought at last grew quiet, hushed, subdued. Very quietly, very
sweetly, like one long gone, loved in the past, returning home, there
slipped into view, borne upon the stream of consciousness, an old mood
of stillness, repose, dawn-light by which the underneath of things was
seen. Once it had come not infrequently, then blackness and hardness
had whelmed it and it came no more. He had almost forgotten the feel
of it.

Presently it would go.... It did so, finding at this time a climate
in which it could not long live. But it was powerfully a modifier....
Glenfernie, dropping his eyes from the window, found the square that
was the letter, a square of iron gray.

A part of the night he lay still upon the narrow bed, a part he spent
in slow walking up and down the narrow room, a part he stood
motionless by the window. The dawn was faintly in the sky when at last
he took from beneath the pillow his purse and a belt filled with gold
pieces and sat down to count them over and compare the total with the
figures upon a piece of paper. This done, he dressed, the light now
gray around him. The letter to Senor Nobody lay yet upon the table. At
last, dressed, he took it up and put it in the purse with the gold.
Leaving the room, he waked his servant where he lay and gave him
directions. A faint yellow light gleamed in the lowest east.

He waited an hour, then went to the room where slept the secretary and
the physician. They were both up and dressing. The physician had been
to his patron's room. "Yes, his lordship was better--was awake--meant
after a while to rise." Glenfernie would send in a request. Something
had occurred which made him very desirous to see his lordship. If he
might have a few minutes--? The secretary agreed to make the inquiry,
went and returned with the desired invitation. Glenfernie followed him
to the nobleman's chamber and was greeted with geniality. Seated by
the Englishman's bed, he made his explanation and request. He had so
much gold with him--he showed the contents of the belt and purse--and
he had funds with an agent in Paris and again funds in Amsterdam. Here
were letters of indi