LIFE been able to discover. Basil was not at all pleased about it and it disturbed him a good deal. Edgar stayed at my place sometimes and some- times went to his mysterious residence. This was about the twenty-fifth of July 1914. One day I went to eat by myself in a small workmen's restaurant, op- posite WassiliefFs studio., in the Avenue du Maine. I was suddenly seized with an indescribable feeling of horror. I turned cold and sick and laid down my knife and fork to stare at the blank wall opposite, unable to eat. I thought that something terrible was about to happen and imagined that it would take the form of a punishment for me for having had such a good time. Little did I think that that punishment would wreck not only my life but the lives of millions of Dthers during the four bitter years ahead.