The old party in the room next to Tommy's at the hotel had arrived the day before, with an umbrella, a straw suitcase and a worried eye on either side his long, white, chalkish, pitted nose. He seemed chilly in spite of his large plum-colored overcoat, of a cut that has survived only in the rural districts. He wore a salient, assertive beard, that had once been sandy and was now almost white, but it was the only assertive thing about him. His manner was far from aggressive. An hour after he had been shown to his room he appeared at the desk again and inquired timidly of the clerk, “There's a fire near here?” “Little blaze in the next block. Doesn't amount to anything,” said the clerk. “I heard the--the engines,” said the guest apologetically. “Doesn't amount to anything,” said the clerk again. And then, “Nervous about fire?” The old party seemed startled. “Who? Me? Why should I be nervous about fire? No! No! No!” He beat a sudden retreat. “I was just asking--just asking,” he threw back over his shoulder. “Old duck's scared of fire and ashamed to own it,” mused the clerk, watching him out of the lobby. The old party went back to his room, and there one of the first things he saw was a copy of the Bible lying on the bureau. There is an organization which professes for its object the placing of a Bible in every hotel room in the land. The old party had his own Bible with him. As if reminded of it by the one on the bureau, he took it out of his suitcase and sat down and began to turn the leaves like a person familiar with the book--and like a person in need of comfort, as indeed he was. There was a text in Matthew that he sought--where was it? Somewhere in the first part of Matthew's gospel--ah, here it is: The twelfth chapter and the thirty-first verse: “All manner of sin and blasphemy shall be forgiven unto men....” There is a terrible reservation in the same verse. He kept his eyes from it, and read the first part over and over, forming the syllables with his lips, but not speaking aloud. “All manner of sin--all manner of sin-------” And then, as if no longer able to avoid it, he yielded his consciousness to the latter clause of the verse: “But the blasphemy against the Holy Ghost shall not be forgiven unto men.” What was blasphemy against the Holy Ghost? Could what he had done be construed as that? Probably if one lied to God in his prayers, that was blasphemy against the Holy Ghost--one form of it. And had he been lying to God these last two weeks when he had said over and over again in his prayers that it was all a mistake? It hadn't been all a mistake, but the worst part of it had been a mistake. He went out for his dinner that evening, but he was in again before ten o'clock. He could not have slept well. At two o'clock in the morning he appeared in front of the desk. He had heard fire engines again.