"Very old. It has been in my family for generations. I have tried to get rid of it, but what can I do when the young men will not stay?" She shrugged her shoulders expressively. I countered with, "Perhaps if they knew, as I do, that you owned the property, they would be content to stay, for ever, in Sorona." "Prettily said," she answered. Then the room became silent, and I heard her heavy breathing, like the deep purr of a cat. "They come and go," she said at last. "And, when they go, you sell to another?" I asked. "Naturally, and with the hope that one will stay." "I have come for the key," I said bluntly, "the key to the cellar door." "Are you sure you want it?" "Absolutely! It is my villa and my cellar and my door. I want the key. I want to see what is on the other side of the door." And then it was that I saw the pupils of her eyes narrow to livid slits. She looked at me for a second, for five, and then opening a drawer in a cabinet near her chair, she took out the key and handed it to me. It was a tool worthy of the door that it was supposed to open, being fully eight inches long and a pound in weight. Taking it, I thanked her and said good-bye. Fifteen minutes later I was back, profuse in my apologies: I was temperamental, I explained, and I frequently changed my mind. Whatever was on the other side of the door could stay there, as far as I was concerned. Then again I kissed her hand farewell. On the side street I passed through the door of a locksmith and waited while he completed a key. He was following a wax impression of the original key. An hour later I was on the way back to the villa, with the key in my pocket, a key that I was sure would unlock the door, and I was confident that the lady with the cat eyes felt sure that I had lost all interest in that door and what was beyond it. The full moon was just appearing over the mountains when I drove my car up to the villa. I was tired, but happy. Taking the candlestick in my hand, which candlestick was handed to me with a deep bow by the old woman, I ascended the stairs to my