“Of course, I knew you would. Then on the floor below you are two young
Westerners in the back room, Mr. Hazard, who’s an artist, and Mr.
Weatherby, who’s something on the press. The most delightful fellows,
never a day late with their rent. And in the front room is Miss Bliss,
a model--artist not cloak. She isn’t always on time with her money, but
I’m very lenient with her.”