and directly beneath him the steps leading up to the side entrance. He glanced at the other windows of the room, which looked into the trees, and was caught by the fact that one of them was a door. It was the upper half of glass that had been misleading. He opened it. The sweet breath of the pines rushed upon him. He was looking from a narrow balcony down a flight of outside stairs to the floor of the forest. Above him the pale color of sunset was in the sky.
"Very pleasant," he murmured, and stood softly whistling, surveying it. His eyes were half closed, and he appeared to be dreamily speculating on the charming twilight around him. In fact he did not see it. His thoughts were turned inward. He was speculating, with intensest concentration, upon Rader.
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