The careful housewife's summer shroudings of Ferris' rooms were still undisturbed.
As for Clayton's apartment, it was left in the careless disorder of a young man about town.

"I will touch nothing," said Ferris, awed into a dismal silence.

Jack Witherspoon keenly followed Ferris' every movement.

There was nothing to indicate any idea of departure.
Even Clayton's trunk-keys were in the scattered packages in the ante-rooms.

The closets, dressers, and wardrobes showed no gap, as the young men explored.
"That's the only new thing I see--that picture," casually said Ferris, pointing to the Danube view.