Herflashlightstabbedthroughthedarkness。Narrowstairsimmediatelyinfrontofherledupward；atherrightwasaconnectingdoortothesecondhandshop。Withoutaninstant’shesitationsheranupthestairs。Therewasnoneedtoobservecautionsincetheplacewastemporarilyuntenanted；therewasneedonlyofhaste。Sheopenedthedoorattheheadofthestairs，and，withaquick，eagernodofsatisfaction，astheflashlightswepttheinterior，steppedoverthethreshold。Itwastheroomshesought-oldLuertz’sbedroom。
Andnowtheflashlightplayedinquisitivelyabouther。Thebedoccupiedapositionbythewindow；acrossonecorneroftheroomwasacretonnehanging，thatevidentlydidserviceasawardrobe；
acrossanothercornerwasalargeanddilapidatedwashstand；therewereafewchairs，andathreadbarecarpet；and，oppositethebed，anotherdoor，closed，whichobviouslyledintothefrontroom。
RhodaGraysteppedtothisdoor，openedit，andpeeredin。Shewasnotconcernedthatitwasevidentlyusedforkitchen，dining-roomandthestowageofeverythingthatoverflowedfromthebedroom；shewasconcernedonlywiththefactthatitofferednoavenuethroughwhichanyaddedriskordangermightreachher。Sheclosedthedoorasshehadfoundit，andgaveherattentionnowtothewallsofoldLuertz’sbedroom。
Shesmiledalittlewhimsically。TheCrabhadusedasomewhatdignifiedtermwhenhehadreferredto“panels。“True，the，wallswereofstainedwood，butthewoodwasofthecheapestvarietyofmatchedboards，andthestainwasofbutasinglecoat，andaverymeageroneatthat！Thesmilefaded。Therewereagoodmanyknots；