He drops his card on the moist canvas. The nettled artist reads,
{{Colonel Joseph Woods, California. Grand Hotel.}}
on the imposing pasteboard.
The good-humored Woods nods.
"Yes sir, that's me. Every one in London, Paris, and New York, knows Joe Woods.
"Good at the bank," he chuckles.
"What's your name?" he says abruptly.
Armand rises bowing, and handing his card to the stranger:
"Armand Valois."
Woods whistles a resounding call. The "flaneurs" start in astonishment.