I didn't dare go
where I might run into any one. Californians are beginning to visit
New York. Moreover, my brother and his family live here and I
particularly wish to avoid them."
"A theatrical troupe is just leaving town--so there should be
several empty rooms. A good many of them hang out there when in New
York. There is one thing in your favor. Your--pardon me--beauty won't
be so conspicuous in Bleecker Street as it would be in hotels. It
isn't only actresses that lodge there, but--well--those ladies so
richly dowered by nature they command the longest pocketbooks, and
the owners thereof sometimes have a pew in Trinity Church and a seat
on the Stock Exchange. The great world averts its eyes from Bleecker
Street, and you will be as safe in there as the most respectable
sinner. Nor will you be annoyed by rowdyism in the street, although
you may hear echoes of high old times going on in some of the houses
patronized by artists and students--it's a sort of Latin Quarter,
too. Little of everything, in fact. Now, come along. We'll take a
hack, get your luggage, and fix you up."
"And you'll vow--"
"To send for you the moment Masters is located? Just rely on Tom
Lacey."
XLI
Madeline took two floors of a large brown stone house in Bleecker
Street, and the accommodating landlady found a colored wench to keep
her rooms in order and cook her meals.
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