I had placed the lumber inside the yard as directed, and was already rehitching the traces, when the man crossed the street slowly, switching his light cane carelessly in the air. I hadnoticed him before standing there in the doorway of the drug store, my attention attracted by thefashionable cut of his clothes, and the manner in which he watched me work. Now, as herounded the heads of the mules, I straightened up, observing him more closely. He was forty orforty-five, heavily built, with a rather pasty-white face, a large nose, eyes unusually deep set, anda closely clipped mustache beginning to gray. His dress was correct to a button, and there was apleasant look to the mouth which served to mitigate the otherwise hard expression ofcountenance. As I faced him in some surprise he looked me fairly in the eyes
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