The Face of Rosenfeld — page 50: what you’re looking at

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THE FACE OF ROSENFEL. 43 CHAPTER IV. THE LOCKED DOOR. \ HEN Maxey in his usual spirits was ascending the long flights of stairs which led to his apart- ments he came up two steps ata time. But somehow a mental Gepression had so mysterious and intimate a con- nection with his powers of locomotion that when any- thing troubled him very much he was apt to content him- self with the ordinary rate of progress. ‘his afternoon his footsteps lagged on every stair. He looked at his latch-key abstractedly for several minutes before he placed it in the lock, and when he did finally perform this operation it was with a savage thrust as though he wanted to stab the door. It was not quite dark when the key turned and he went in. «* Ah!” said Doctor Lamar from his chair by the bed- side in the windowless alcove room, looking out between the looped curtains as the artist entered. ‘‘ You are i here at last! Iam glad you havecome. Doctor Bently : has just been down from the hospital. He is almost as a much interested in the case as your worthy sister—and ; don’t be surprised if you see me carried away by the e same craze. He says he thinks there’s a slight change a in the patient’s mental condition. = ‘* Does that mean good?” asked the artist. . His sister answered quickly: Ps «« Of course!” % “Oh, possibly,” substituted the cautious physician. SS | -comicbooks.co n-