Американская трагедия

Chapter 4

           

           "Herehecomesnow,"repliedtheyouth,lookingupandexaminingClydewithkeen,grayeyes.

           Clydegazedinthedirectionindicated,andsawapproachingabriskanddapperanddecidedlysophisticated-lookingpersonofperhapstwenty-nineorthirtyyearsofage.Hewassoveryslender,keen,hatchet-facedandwell-dressedthatClydewasnotonlyimpressedbutoverawedatonceaveryshrewdandcunning-lookingperson.Hisnosewassolongandthin,hiseyessosharp,hislipsthin,andchinpointed.

           "Didyouseethattall,gray-hairedmanwiththeScotchplaidshawlwhowentthroughherejustnow?"hepausedtosaytohisassistantatthedesk.Theassistantnodded."Well,theytellmethat’stheEarlofLandreil.Hejustcameinthismorningwithfourteentrunksandfourservants.Canyoubeatit!He’ssomebodyinScotland.Thatisn’tthenamehetravelsunder,though,Ihear.He’sregisteredasMr.Blunt.CanyoubeatthatEnglishstuff?Theycancertainlylayontheclass,eh?"

           "Yousaidit!"repliedhisassistantdeferentially.

           Heturnedforthefirsttime,glimpsingClyde,butpayingnoattentiontohim.HisassistantcametoClyde’said.

           "Thatyoungfellathereiswaitingtoseeyou,"heexplained.

           "Youwanttoseeme?"queriedthecaptainofthebellhops,turningtoClyde,andobservinghisnone-too-goodclothes,atthesametimemakingacomprehensivestudyofhim.

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