"Be seated, Mr.Gill, while I have a look at these." Merton Gill, under the eye of Baird which clung to him with something close to fascination, sat down.

He took the chair with fine dignity, a certain masterly deliberation.

He sat easily, and seemed to await a verdict confidently foreknown.

Baird's eyes did not leave him for the stills until he had assumed a slightly Harold Parmalee pose.

Then his head with the girl's bent over the pictures, he began to examine them.
Exclamations of delight came from the pair.