week. But every morning she had found a pillow cast on the floor.

“I thought you used two pillows, Father.”

“I do.”

“But there’s always one on the floor when I make the bed in the morning. You always throw one on the floor. You only sleep on one pillow, really.”

“I use two pillows.”

But the second week there was one pillow. He tossed and turned a good deal there in his bedroom off the kitchen. But he got used to it in time. Not used to it, exactly, but — well — —

The bedroom off the kitchen wasn’t as menial as it sounds. It was really rather cosy. The five-room flat held living room, front bedroom, dining room, kitchen, and maid’s