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Then he rubbed down, dressed in
the open air behind the old awning hung there, took a dozen deep
breaths and a cup of coffee, and was off for work. The addition of
a bathroom, with running hot water, had made no change in his daily
habits.
He was very strict with Anna, and with the women who, one after
another, kept house for him.
"I'll have no men lounging around," was his first instruction on
engaging them. And to Anna his solicitude took the form almost of
espionage. The only young man he tolerated about the place was a
distant relative. Rudolph Klein.
On Sunday evenings Rudolph came in to supper. But even Rudolph
found it hard to get a word with the girl alone.
"What's eating him, anyhow," he demanded of Anna one Sunday evening,
when by the accident of a neighbor calling old Herman to the gate,
he had the chance of a word.
"He knows a lot about you fellows," Anna had said. "And the more
he knows the less he trusts you. I don't wonder."
"He hasn't anything on me.


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