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Late that night, a shabbily dressed man crossed the Vauxhall Bridge, then walked along the left
riverbank along Grosvenor Road. He had turned up his collar and pulled his hat down over his ears, as if
he intended to hide his face.



Behind the gas works the man turned to the right, crossed St. George Square toward Lupus Street
and then turned into Alderney Street.



He stopped before a heavy teak door and rang the bell.



An elderly heavyset lady opened it after a while and inquired what he wanted.



"I want to see Mr. Barry, please."



"I am sorry, sir. I canтАЩt possibly disturb him at this late hour. Mr. Barry is just ready to retire, and you
see that I myself-"
 "That you, too, were ready to go to bed. I am sorry to have disturbed you, but itтАЩs a different story
with Mr. Barry. He wonтАЩt think any more about going to sleep as soon as he sees me."



"Who should I announce, sir?"



"DonтАЩt bother announcing me. I know my way. Thanks a lot."



"How dare you!" exclaimed the outraged woman, as the man pushed ruthlessly through the scarcely
opened door. Now the bright hall light showed up his rather questionable appearance. "Who are you? I
canтАЩt let you come in!"



"Thank you very much, madam, and please donтАЩt bother yourself any more."Hiram Barry was still
sitting at his writing desk, not at all about to retire for the night. The light of his desk lamp illuminated the
writing pad, and the rest of the room was in darkness.