She greeted him, calling him Karl, and passed on as though he were a mere porter.

Ulysses upon following her, surmised that the suspicious glance of the writer was fixed upon his back.
"Is he a Pole, too ?" he asked.
"Yes, a Pole....

He is a protege of the doctor's." They entered a salon evidently furnished in great haste, with the happy-go-lucky and individual knack of those accustomed to traveling and improvising a dwelling place;--divans with cheap and showy chintzes, skins of the American llama, glaring imitation-Oriental rugs, and on the walls, prints from the periodicals between gilt moldings.

On a table were displayed their marble ornaments and silver things, a great dressing-case with a cover of cut leather, and a few little Neapolitan statuettes which had been bought at the last moment in order to give a certain air of sedentary respectability to this room which could be dismantled suddenly and whose most valuable adornments were acquired _en route_.
Through a half-drawn portiere they descried the doctor writing in the nearby room.

She was bending over an American desk, but she saw them immediately in a mirror which she kept always in front of her in order to spy on all that was passing behind her.
Ulysses surmised that the imposing dame had made certain additions to her toilette in order to receive him.