At one table, drawn
close to the light and poring over a printed page, sat a gentleman
whose personality was not without distinction. The gray hair
brushed back from a heightening forehead might have proclaimed him
even beyond middle age, and his stature, of about medium height,
acknowledged easy living in its generous habit. The stock and
cravat of an earlier day gave a certain austerity to the shrewd
face, lighted by a pair of keen gray eyes, which now turned to
greet the new-comer. He rose, and both bowed formally before they
advanced to take each other by the hand. They were acquaintances,
if not intimate friends. Evidently this particular club no more
enlisted its members from this or that political party than did
either of the leading parties call upon any certain section for
their membership.
"I am fortunate to find you here in Washington, my dear Sir," began
the gentleman from Kentucky. "It is something of a surprise."
The wrinkles about the other's eyes deepened in an affable smile.
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