three strings - Illustrated Edition

EVELYN PRESTON ran lightly up the steps of her home and inserting her latch-key in the vestibule door, pushed it open just as the taxi-driver, following more slowly with many an upward glance at the blind-closed windows, reached her side."Put the suit case down," she directed. "I''ll have the front door opened by the time you get the trunk here."The cool if somewhat stale air of the closed house w...