"I should say so," he replied, giving them an indifferent going-over
with his cold eyes. "You carry all the marks."

Then he shouldered his way out from among them, displaying the air of
one who found further discourse unprofitable.

He strolled leisurely in the direction of the big man in the car. The
crowd he had left stared after him without presuming to voice taunt or
reply; there was something compelling about him.

As Farr approached the automobile its owner stopped talking and stared
at the tall stranger with some apprehension. Then the big man beckoned
unobtrusively to a policeman. It was evident that Farr was not of
the same sort as the ruck of men from among whom he had just emerged,
nevertheless he had come from among them. The lordly man in the car had
observed him moving in the group, for Farr had loomed above the heads of
the others; what he had been saying to the malcontents the big man had
not been able to hear, but he guessed.

"Some sort of sneak has been stirring up the fools in this city lately,"
the aristocrat informed the officer who came promptly to the side of the
car. "Who is this fellow coming?"

"I never saw him before, Colonel Dodd."

"Stand by! He is going to tackle me and make a grand-stand play in front
of his gang. His clothes give him away--a loafing demagogue!"

But the tall man did not pause at the car or even glance at the