“If you regard a trip to the Martindale Public Library as activity, I can furnish that much excitement.”
“What are you going to do there?”
“Consult the files of the newspapers, and pick out a likely high-class astrologer from the advertisements.”
“That has a mild nutty flavor; but it doesn’t excite any profound emotion in me except concern for your sanity.”
“You’ve said that before,” retorted Kent. “However, I’m not sure I shall take you with me, anyway.”
“Then that isn’t the coming adventure?”
“No; nothing so mild and innocuous.”
“Are you asking me to run some danger? Is it to see her?” said Sedgwick eagerly.
“Leave her out of it for the present. There is no question of seeing her now.”
The artist sighed and turned away.