Louis Joseph Vance

The Lone Wolf annotated Louis Joseph Vance

Through the suave, warm radiance of that afternoon of Spring in England a gentleman of modest and commonly amiable deportment bore a rueful countenance down Piccadilly and into Halfmoon street, where presently he introduced it to one whom he found awaiting him in his lodgings, much at ease in his easiest chair, making free with his whiskey and tobacco, and reading a slender brown volume selected from his shelves. dropped his book to the floor beside the chair, uprose and extended a cordial hand, exclaiming: "H'are ye, Monsieur Duchemin?" To this the other responded, after a slight pause, obscurely enough: "Oh! ancient history, eh? Well, for the matter of that, Monsieur Duchemin proceeded to do away his hat and stick and chamois gloves., covered with a mild complaint the curiosity excited by a brief study of that face of melancholy