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James Farloe hung up the telephone receiver, and, lighting a cigar, sat down to think, while wailing for his visitor.
He was rather a good-looking young fellow, but, examined closely, his face was not prepossessing. There was a certain furtive expression about him, as of a man continually on the watch lest he should betray himself, and the eyes were shifty. His sister was probably as insincere as himself, but, on the whole, she made a better impression.