to MR. BROOK, tment at Ryder College,  for getting Madame Zilensky on ty. tself fortunate; ation ook on y of finding a able place  to t to tment house where he himself lived.

    No one in estbridge ures in musical journals, and once ten to  ticity of a certain Buxte. Also, tled t so join ty, tters on practical affairs. Se in a clear, square  of tters  t tained an occasional reference to objects and persons altogeto Mr. Brook, suc;t in Lisbonquot; or quot;poor ; t doo tting  of Europe.

    Mr. Brook el person; years of Mozart minuets, of explanations about diminisriads, cional patience. For t part,  to tees. Years before,  o gang toget of t at t moment and took a solitary trip to Peru. ricities olerant of ties of oten, uation, tle inside tickle, wiffened  in his gray eyes.

    Mr. Brook met Madame Zilensky at tbridge station a er. antly. Sall, straige  ract t made Mr. Brook dra and stand nervously undoing e of  and a broken-do -- sen and six, all blond, blank-eyed, and beautiful. turned out later to be t.

    t tation. ts, t of tten in tation at Springfield  is t of t can o anyone.  to a taxi,  t difficulties  Madame Zilensky suddenly tried to scramble over  out of the door.

    quot;My God!quot; s;I left my -- ick-tick-tick --quot;

    quot;Your c; asked Mr. Brook.

    quot;O; sly. quot;You knoick-tick-tick,quot; and so side, pendulum fashion.

    quot;tick-tick,quot; said Mr. Brook, putting o ;Could you possibly mean a metronome?quot;

    quot;Yes! Yes! I t  it trains.quot;

    Mr. Brook managed to quiet ry, t   day. But at time o admit to  t tronome  luggage to consider.

    to t door, and on t. t coget. Among te-sounding family Esperanto made up of Russian, Frencrangely silent. It  any one t t made Mr. Brook uneasy. t little incidents. For example, somet t roubled  t ted it single file on ted, tood in t go inside. Anoto make no effort to get settled or to furnisable and some beds. t door  open day and nigo take on a queer, bleak look like t of a place abandoned for years.

    to be satisfied augence. S if some Mary O clean up ti trills. S udio and set four dazed students to playing Bacoget t came from ment raordinary, but Madame Zilensky did not seem to  can get over a musical idea, t ter. At nigo sleep; no matter ime of nigo look out of ting-room  in udio   because of any professional consideration t Mr. Brook became so dubious.

    It e October  time t sometakably  of an African safari ser in ternoon sopped in at ood ratractly in the doorway.

    Mr. Brook looked up from ;Is t?quot;

    quot;No, t; said Madame Zilensky. Siful, sombre voice. quot;I  ronome. Do you t I mig it  Frenc;

    quot;; asked Mr. Brook.

    quot; Frenco,quot; she answered.

    quot;Frenc; Mr. Brook said mildly. ried to imagine t tered o ;t;

    quot;But no,quot; said Madame Zilensky ;t;

    Mr. Brook  prescience.  instincts ill,  for order,  ;And t;

    Madame Zilensky put o t, cropped s s ansly, quot;Boris is of a Pole w;

    quot;And Sigmund?quot; ack of corrected papers, t papero side. At last s;e ;

    quot;; said Mr. Brook. quot;to do t.quot;

    Madame Zilensky ans;ryman.quot;

    Mr. Brook really did not care one een times and  t tion  botood. t look at all like Madame Zilensky, but tly like eac fat tonishing.

    But Madame Zilensky . S and turned away.

    quot;t is exactly ,quot; s;C Frenc;