At the first flash Farbush uttered an exclamation; then he turned upon Kenyon with distorted face and upraised hand, his whole frame shaking with what looked like fury. For a moment he stood thus, glaring at the imperturbable adventurer. Then his hand dropped and the look gave place to a smile, while he said, hurriedly:
“What the devil! That confounded light almost startled me out of my wits!”
XXI
KENYON BEGINS TO SEE THE LIGHT
“And, so, the youth he sat him down in the shade of the
tree, and told him many things that he had not heard before.”
—The Amazing Adventures of Mansour Bi.
It had been after dawn when Kenyon reached his hotel, and he had slept all day. So it was about six in the evening when he arose and bathed and shaved and put on a well-fitting business suit of gray which his tailor had lately delivered.
“I’ve been living in my evening clothes of late,” said he; “and it feels rather good to get into something else.”
A knock came upon the door.
“Come,” said he.
A bell-hop opened the door, and said: