"Slow up a bit," he whispered under his breath. "There's the house
which was mentioned in the maid's note."
It was an old three-story brownstone building with an entrance two
or three steps up from the sidewalk level. Once, no doubt, it had
housed people of some means, but the change in the character of
the neighbourhood with shifting population had evidently brought
it to the low estate where it now sheltered one family on each
floor, if not more. At least that was the general impression one
got from a glance at the cheapened air of the block.
Garrick passed the house so as not to attract any attention, and a
little further on paused before an apartment house, not of the
modern elevator construction, but still of quiet and decent
appearance. At least there were no children spilling out from its
steps into the street, in imminent danger of their young lives
from every passing automobile, as there were in the tenements of
the block below.
He entered the front door which happened to be unlatched and we
had no trouble in mounting the stairs to the roof.
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