Try again," recommended the man.
"I'm Hannibal Wayne Hazard," said the boy.

The man quitted his chair.
"Well--I am glad to know you, Hannibal Wayne Hazard.

I am Slocum Price--Judge Slocum Price, sometime major-general of militia and ex-member of congress, to mention a few of those honors my fellow countrymen have thrust upon me." He made a sweeping gesture with his two hands outspread and bowed ponderously.
The boy saw a man of sixty, whose gross and battered visage told its own story.

There was a sparse white frost about his ears; and his eyes, pale blue and prominent, looked out from under beetling brows.

He wore a shabby plum-colored coat and tight, drab breeches.