“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 dignitary who occupied it. He seemed to have lost all interest in the occasion. He yawned as he passed the automobile and started away across the square.
“Here, you! You big chap!” called Colonel Dodd, promptly emboldened.
Farr halted and turned, his countenance showing mild inquiry.
“What do you mean by coming into a peaceable city and stirring up labor troubles?”
“Have I done so?”
“You have just been mixing and mingling with those men, talking to them. I know your kind.”
“Ah, a gentleman of keen discernment!”
“I have seen you before—you fellows with long-tailed coats and short-horned ideas. We don't want your kind in this city!”