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Rh crossly, as they followed the two men into the Hoffman House.

"Well, his face looks like the other fellow, only the other one had black whiskers, and this here one's is red."

"Bleached, doubtless," Dick said ironically.

"Well, he looks the same, anyway," the boy protested, as Dick seated himself in the bar-room and made a pretense of reading a letter.

The two men went to the bar and ordered drinks, and as the thinner one (they were neither on the lean order) raised a glass to his mouth, Richard started and looked more closely at him.

Surely his face looked familiar then!

"I am tired; you can go to your office now and come to me in the morning," Dick said to the messenger, who gladly started off.

Richard sat there with serious face watching