"A false alarm," she whispered. "Someone inquiring for Gregor. I thought
it might be well for you to see him."
"I'll work the radiator stuff."
"Very well."
Bernini went into the living room and fussed over the steam cock of the
radiator.
"Nothing the matter with it, miss. Just stuck."
"Sorry to have troubled you," said the stranger, rising and picking up
his hat.
Bernini went down to the basement, obfuscated; for he knew the visitor.
He was one of the greatest bankers in New York--that is to say, in
America! Asking questions about Stefani Gregor!