Lastly she put on her bonnet and shawl and walked out. She walked down the street for several blocks, and then hailed an empty cab that was passing and engaged it to take her to a certain picture-shop in a distant part of the city.
It was at this shop that she had engaged to meet Craven Kyte that morning at ten o'clock.
A half-hour's rapid drive brought her to the place.
On arriving, she got out, paid and dismissed the cab, and entered the shop.
It was not yet ten o'clock, nor had her intended tool and victim yet made his appearance.
It was also too early for the usual customers of the establishment.
But a polite clerk came forward and placed a catalogue and a small telescope in her hands, that she might the better examine the pictures.
"Thank you. I would like to look at a city directory first, if you please," she said, as she put aside the catalogue and the telescope.
The clerk handed her the required volume.
She turned to the church directory, and looked down its columns until she found what she seemed to be in search of.