Dalwood was there.
"May we have some salt?" Alice called, as she entered the kitchen,
but the next moment she drew back in surprise and fear, for a strange
man, rising suddenly from under the sink, confronted her.
He, too, seemed startled.
"Oh--Oh!" gasped Alice. "Isn't Mrs. Dalwood here?"
"I--I believe not," stammered the man. "I--I'm the plumber--there's a
leak----"
"Oh, excuse me," murmured Alice, but even in her embarrassment she
could not help thinking that the man looked like anything but a
plumber. She backed out of the kitchen, after picking up a salt
cellar, and was more startled as she observed the man following her.
CHAPTER XI
RUSS IS WORRIED
Alice was racking her brain to recall where she had seen the man
before. If he was a plumber, as he said he was, it might be that he
had been in the apartment house on other occasions to repair breaks.
But Alice was not certain.
"And yet I've seen him before, and lately, too," she thought. The
girls was in the hall, now. The man, who seemed ill at ease, had
followed and stood near.
"The leak wasn't a bad one; it is repaired now," he said.
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