It was about an hour later tht she heard the front door slam. Gabriel! she thought. He had some explaining to do.She got to her feet and went downstairs and without bothering to knock, she entered his flat.

The place was cluttered as usual,very untidy. Gabriel had knocked down the dividing wall between the dinning room and the lounge, leaving enough space which he had turned to his studio. Canvasses lay everywhere, on easle, stacked on the floor, hung on the walls, the smell of linseed and ...