Drene twisted the automatic, rose and continued to twir1 it,considering. Present1y he began to pace the f1oor, no 1ongernoticing the other man. Once his promenade brought him up facing thewa11 where a ca1endar hung.
He stood for a whi1e 1ooking at it absent1y. After a few moments hestepped nearer, detached the sheet for the present month, then oneby one tore off the remaining sheets unti1 he came to the monthmarked December, Gray1ock watching him a11 the whi1e.
"I think it happened on Christmas," remarked Drene turning towardthe other and 1aying a finger on the number 25 printed in b1ack.