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He
ransacked
Europe
for
decorations
,
employing
policy
,
money
and
intrigue
to
cajole
the
orders
he
coveted
from
kings
and
rulers
.
On
state
occasions
his
breast
was
covered
from
shoulder
to
shoulder
with
crosses
,
stars
,
golden
roses
,
medals
and
ribbons
.
It
was
said
that
the
man
who
could
contrive
for
him
a
new
decoration
,
or
invent
some
new
method
of
extolling
his
greatness
,
might
plunge
a
hand
deep
into
the
treasury
.
This
was
the
man
upon
whom
Billy
Keogh
had
his
eye
.
The
gentle
buccaneer
had
observed
the
rain
of
favors
that
fell
upon
those
who
ministered
to
the
president
's
vanities
,
and
he
did
not
deem
it
his
duty
to
hoist
his
umbrella
against
the
scattering
drops
of
liquid
fortune
.
In
a
few
weeks
the
new
consul
arrived
,
releasing
Keogh
from
his
temporary
duties
.
He
was
a
young
man
fresh
from
college
,
who
lived
for
botany
alone
.
The
consulate
at
Coralio
gave
him
the
opportunity
to
study
tropical
flora
.
He
wore
smoked
glasses
,
and
carried
a
green
umbrella
.
He
filled
the
cool
,
back
porch
of
the
consulate
with
plants
and
specimens
so
that
space
for
a
bottle
and
chair
was
not
to
be
found
.
Keogh
gazed
on
him
sadly
,
but
without
rancour
,
and
began
to
pack
his
gripsack
.
For
his
new
plot
against
stagnation
along
the
Spanish
Main
required
of
him
a
voyage
overseas
.
Soon
came
the
Karlsefin
again
--
she
of
the
trampish
habits
--
gleaning
a
cargo
of
cocoanuts
for
a
speculative
descent
upon
the
New
York
market
.
Keogh
was
booked
for
a
passage
on
the
return
trip
.
"
Yes
,
I
'm
going
to
New
York
,
"
he
explained
to
the
group
of
his
countrymen
that
had
gathered
on
the
beach
to
see
him
off
.
"
But
I
'll
be
back
before
you
miss
me
.
I
've
undertaken
the
art
education
of
this
piebald
country
,
and
I
'm
not
the
man
to
desert
it
while
it
's
in
the
early
throes
of
tintypes
.
"
With
this
mysterious
declaration
of
his
intentions
Keogh
boarded
the
Karlsefin
.
Ten
days
later
,
shivering
,
with
the
collar
of
his
thin
coat
turned
high
,
he
burst
into
the
studio
of
Carolus
White
at
the
top
of
a
tall
building
in
Tenth
Street
,
New
York
City
.
Carolus
White
was
smoking
a
cigarette
and
frying
sausages
over
an
oil
stove
.
He
was
only
twenty-three
,
and
had
noble
theories
about
art
.
"
Billy
Keogh
!
"
exclaimed
White
,
extending
the
hand
that
was
not
busy
with
the
frying
pan
.
"
From
what
part
of
the
uncivilized
world
,
I
wonder
!
"
