You are not the first that has got into trouble and had to change faces." Seaton vouchsafed no reply.
The barber shaved him clean, and was astonished at the change, and congratulated him.

"Nobody will ever know you," said he; "and I'll tell you why; your mouth, it is inclined to turn up a little; now a mustache it bends down, and that alters such a mouth as yours entirely.

But, I'll tell you what, taking off this beard shows me something.

_You are a gentleman!!_ Make it a sovereign, sir." Seaton staggered out of the place without a word.
"Sulky, eh ?" muttered the barber.

He gathered up some of the long hair he had cut off Seaton's chin with his scissors, admired it, and put it away in paper.
While thus employed, a regular customer looked in for his cup of coffee.
It was the policeman who had taken Seaton for a convivial soul..