Next, had he seen him, it was doubtful if he would have recognized a man whom he was far from expecting to see.

For Fairfax was skilled in disguises, and no longer was the black-whiskered individual that we formerly knew him.

From motives of prudence, he had shaved off his black hair and whiskers, and now appeared in a red wig, and whiskers of the same hue.

If any of my readers would like to know how effectual this disguise is, let them try it, and I will guarantee that they won't know themselves when they come to look at their likeness in the mirror.
After disposing of what he had ordered, Andy also ordered a plate of apple dumpling, which he ate with great satisfaction.
"I wouldn't mind eatin' here every day," he thought.

"Maybe I'll be in business here some day myself, and then I'll come here and dine." Fairfax was through with his dinner, but waited till Andy arose.