_A Modern Ghost Story_
_By_ EDWIN MacLAREN
The limousine came to a glistening stop before an office building in
Monroe Street, and a handsome woman of thirty, expensively and stylishly
gowned, emerged from the car and entered the building, her mien
bespeaking nervousness.
Furtively, as one who fears pursuit, she hastened across the marble
rotunda, edged hurriedly into an elevator and ascended to the ninth
floor, where she approached a door bearing upon its opaque glass panel
the gilt lettering: