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 through which we had entered, had swung shut; as I gazed about, it was indistinguishable from the other panels. I could only guess where it was.

My glance followed the panels all around the room and I saw what made the place peculiar. It was without windows. The big broken man watched me and discerned my discovery of this feature.

"We built this room," he said to me, "a couple of years ago on the chance that we might actually need it—actually need its seclusion, I mean," he explained. "Having been brought in as you were, you cannot properly appreciate it. Our architect really deserves some credit; for this space is taken away from the other offices on the floor so cleverly that, having the plan of the other floors in mind, no one would suspect that this floor has this additional room. It was arranged when we thought we might meet with personal difficulties in proceeding with our plans. Of course we have not. Our way has opened even wider than we had hoped. The case for the feeble, fumbling order of things which people call