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He
and
White
engaged
rooms
in
the
Hotel
de
los
Estranjeros
.
The
two
were
clad
in
new
suits
of
immaculate
duck
,
with
American
straw
hats
,
and
carried
canes
of
remarkable
uniqueness
and
inutility
.
Few
caballeros
in
Coralio
--
even
the
gorgeously
uniformed
officers
of
the
Anchurian
army
--
were
as
conspicuous
for
ease
and
elegance
of
demeanour
as
Keogh
and
his
friend
,
the
great
American
painter
,
Señor
White
.
White
set
up
his
easel
on
the
beach
and
made
striking
sketches
of
the
mountain
and
sea
views
.
The
native
population
formed
at
his
rear
in
a
vast
,
chattering
semicircle
to
watch
his
work
.
Keogh
,
with
his
care
for
details
,
had
arranged
for
himself
a
pose
which
he
carried
out
with
fidelity
.
His
rôle
was
that
of
friend
to
the
great
artist
,
a
man
of
affairs
and
leisure
.
The
visible
emblem
of
his
position
was
a
pocket
camera
.
"
For
branding
the
man
who
owns
it
,
"
said
he
,
"
a
genteel
dilettante
with
a
bank
account
and
an
easy
conscience
,
a
steam-yacht
ai
n't
in
it
with
a
camera
.
You
see
a
man
doing
nothing
but
loafing
around
making
snap-shots
,
and
you
know
right
away
he
reads
up
well
in
'
Bradstreet
.
'
You
notice
these
old
millionaire
boys
--
soon
as
they
get
through
taking
everything
else
in
sight
they
go
to
taking
photographs
.
People
are
more
impressed
by
a
kodak
than
they
are
by
a
title
or
a
four-carat
scarf-pin
.
"
So
Keogh
strolled
blandly
about
Coralio
,
snapping
the
scenery
and
the
shrinking
señoritas
,
while
White
posed
conspicuously
in
the
higher
regions
of
art
.
Two
weeks
after
their
arrival
,
the
scheme
began
to
bear
fruit
.
An
aide-decamp
of
the
president
drove
to
the
hotel
in
a
dashing
victoria
.
The
president
desired
that
Señor
White
come
to
the
Casa
Morena
for
an
informal
interview
.
Keogh
gripped
his
pipe
tightly
between
his
teeth
.
"
Not
a
cent
less
than
ten
thousand
,
"
he
said
to
the
artist
--
"
remember
the
price
.
And
in
gold
or
its
equivalent
--
do
n't
let
him
stick
you
with
this
bargain-counter
stuff
they
call
money
here
.
"
"
Perhaps
it
is
n't
that
he
wants
,
"
said
White
.
"
Get
out
!
"
said
Keogh
,
with
splendid
confidence
.
"
I
know
what
he
wants
.
He
wants
his
picture
painted
by
the
celebrated
young
American
painter
and
filibuster
now
sojourning
in
his
down-trodden
country
.
Off
you
go
.
"
The
victoria
sped
away
with
the
artist
.
Keogh
walked
up
and
down
,
puffing
great
clouds
of
smoke
from
his
pipe
,
and
waited
.
In
an
hour
the
victoria
swept
again
to
the
door
of
the
hotel
,
deposited
White
,
and
vanished
.
The
artist
dashed
up
the
stairs
,
three
at
a
step
.
Keogh
stopped
smoking
,
and
became
a
silent
interrogation
point
.
