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"Take this round to 152, Hertford Street, Francis, and if Mr.

Campbell is out of town, get his address."

As soon as he was alone, he lit a cigarette and began sketching

upon a piece of paper, drawing first flowers and bits of

architecture, and then human faces. Suddenly he remarked that

every face that he drew seemed to have a fantastic likeness to

Basil Hallward. He frowned, and getting up, went over to the

book-case and took out a volume at hazard. He was determined that

he would not think about what had happened until it became

absolutely necessary that he should do so.