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He
is
clean-shaven
,
pale
,
and
ascetic-looking
,
retaining
something
of
the
professor
in
his
features
.
His
shoulders
are
rounded
from
much
study
,
and
his
face
protrudes
forward
and
is
forever
slowly
oscillating
from
side
to
side
in
a
curiously
reptilian
fashion
.
He
peered
at
me
with
great
curiosity
in
his
puckered
eyes
.
"
'
You
have
less
frontal
development
than
I
should
have
expected
,
"
said
he
at
last
.
'
It
is
a
dangerous
habit
to
finger
loaded
firearms
in
the
pocket
of
one
's
dressing-gown
.
'
"
The
fact
is
that
upon
his
entrance
I
had
instantly
recognized
the
extreme
personal
danger
in
which
I
lay
.
The
only
conceivable
escape
for
him
lay
in
silencing
my
tongue
.
In
an
instant
I
had
slipped
the
revolver
from
the
drawer
into
my
pocket
and
was
covering
him
through
the
cloth
.
At
his
remark
I
drew
the
weapon
out
and
laid
it
cocked
upon
the
table
.
He
still
smiled
and
blinked
,
but
there
was
something
about
his
eyes
which
made
me
feel
very
glad
that
I
had
it
there
.
"
'
You
evidently
do
n't
know
me
,
"
said
he
.
"
'
On
the
contrary
,
"
I
answered
,
'
I
think
it
is
fairly
evident
that
I
do
.
Pray
take
a
chair
.
I
can
spare
you
five
minutes
if
you
have
anything
to
say
.
'
"
'
All
that
I
have
to
say
has
already
crossed
your
mind
,
"
said
he
.
"
'
Then
possibly
my
answer
has
crossed
yours
,
"
I
replied
.
"
'
You
stand
fast
?
'
"
'
Absolutely
.
'
"
He
clapped
his
hand
into
his
pocket
,
and
I
raised
the
pistol
from
the
table
.
