“Why not?”
“Because, if you are regarded as an accomplice in the murder of Colonel Conrad, you may be arrested at any moment. Your description is probably in the hands of officers now.”
“True. But what is to be done?”
“I’ll disguise you. If I am not mistaken you have taken some steps in that direction already. You have had your mustache shaved off, and you are wearing strange clothes.”
“How do you know?” exclaimed Leonard, in astonishment.
“You move your upper lip nervously, as if experiencing an unusual sensation, and the coat and hat you have on are new. Besides, there is that bundle under your arm.”
“You are right,” said Leonard, “but I never would have dreamed——”
“Oh, never mind. We have to train our observing faculties. You won’t do at all, now. I’ll fix you.”
And he conducted Leonard into the room adjoining his office.
When they returned Leonard was transformed into a sanctimonious-looking individual, with gray side-whiskers and hair, a pair of silver-bowed spectacles, a long, well-worn coat, and a hat of the last season’s pattern.