The Old Woman's Mistrust

The old woman coughed and groaned at every instant. The young man must have looked at her with a rather peculiar expression, for a gleam of mistrust came into her eyes again. Russ Konikoff was disconcerted and surprised at the old woman's mistrust. Perhaps she is always like that, he thought with an uneasy feeling. There was not a speck of dust to be seen in the hall flat. It's in the houses of spiteful old widows that one finds such cleanliness. He stole a curious glance at the cotton curtain over the door leading into another tiny room where stood the old woman’s bed and chest of drawers. These two rooms