The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-03-10
CHAPTER ".
An Inquiry.

Am | running a Strangers Rest
here?" Francis Sedgwick asked OF
himself when he emerged upon his
porch the morning after Kents visit.
The occasion OF this query was a
man stretched Hat on the lawn, with
his feet propped up comfortably
against the stone wall. In this re-
lCunbent posture he was achieving the
somewhat delicate feat of smoking a
long, thin clay pipe. Except for
this plebeian touch he was OF the
most unimpeachable elegance. His
white serge suit was freshly pressed.
His lavender silk hose. descending
without a wrinkle under his buckskin
shoes. accorded with a lavender silk
tie and lavender striped shirt A soft
white hat covered his eyes against
the sun glare. To put a point TO this
foppishless, a narrow silken ribbon,
also pure white, depending from his
lapel buttonhole. suggested an eye
glass in his pocket.
Sedgwick. who had risen late, hav-
ing returned 10 his house at daybreak
after delivering his manuscript al
Kents hotel, regarded this sartorial
marvel with doubt as 10 whether il
might not be a fgment OF latent
dreams. Making a detour across the
grass, he attained TO side view of
the interloper's face. X repaid the
trouble IL was remarkable face,
both in contour and in coloring. From
chin TO cheek, the skin was white.
tI. IT, e a
but the central parts Of the face
were bronzed. The jaw was long,
/ lean and bony. The cheek bones were
high; the mouth was large, fine-cut,
and firm; the nose, solid, set like a
rock
At the sound of footstep, the man
pushed his hat downward, revealing
a knobby forehead and half-closed
eyes in which there was a touch of
somberness, OF brooding The artist
Remembered having seen that type Of
lphysiognomy on the Venetian coins
of the sixteenth century, the like
nesses ia bronze, OF men who were
OF iron and gold-scholars. rulers and
poets. The eyes Of the still face open
ed wide. and fixed themselves on
Sedgwick, and the expression OF
melancholy vanished.
Good morning" said the artist,
and then all but recoiled from the
voice that replied, SO harsh and
raucous 1t was.
You rise late" II said.
IL hear your opinion on IT," retort-
ed Sedgwick, bit nettled. Am
to- infer that you have been waiting
for me-"
You wouldn't go far wrong"
And what can ! do for you-be.
fore you leave?' said Sedgwick sig.
nifcantly.
Take a little walk with me pres
emily" said the man In another voice,
brushing the hat clear Of his face.
Kent" exclaimed the artist
We'll, you appear surprised. What
kind OF artist are you, not to recog-
nize a man simply because he shaves
his beard and affects false voice."
But you're so completely changed.
And why this disguise?"
Disguise" returned the other. as
tonished in his turn. I'm not in dis
guiseH
Your clothes. They're-Awell. ex--
cept for being offensive, I'd cali them
foppish
Not at ALL" protested the other
warmly. Just because I'm scien.
,idc man. Is It to be assumed that
ought TO be a trump? I'm fond OF
good clothes; | can afford good
clothes; ! wear good clothes It's
a hobby Of mine; but ! deny that II
is q weakness.
"Of course not assented the other.
amused. by the way.
though. your socks and tie don't
They do. absolutely" replied the
other with asperity.
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