"No glasses of any sort."
"You have no peculiarity of speech? I have noticed your walk. I suppose you are right-handed? Have you any friends over here whom I should be likely to come across?"
"I should think it very improbable," I answered. "I have made out a list of all the people I have met in America, and the house in Lenox where I have been staying."
My companion nodded.
"At the Waldorf," he said, "your room, I understand, is 584? You haven't made any friends there?"
"I have scarcely spoken to a soul," I answered.
"And you have made no arrangements out West?"
"None whatever," I answered.
"It seems easy enough," he declared. "Go on talking, if you don't mind.
Your voice needs a little study."
When we reappeared in the outer room, Mr. Magg eyed us for a moment sharply, and then nodded.