The coat, hanging open, displayed a soft shirt of no uncertain shade of heliotrope.

A bow-tie of lemon-yellow with purple dots nestled under his chin and between the cuffs of his trousers and the rubber-soled tan shoes a four-inch expanse of heliotrope silk stockings showed.

A straw hat with a particularly narrow brim was adorned with a ribbon of alternating bars of maroon and grey.

He was indeed a cheerful and colourful youth, his cheerfulness being further evidenced by the jaunty swinging of a stick which he had apparently cut from a willow and by the gay whistling of a tune.

On sight of Clint, however, the stick stopped swinging and the whistling came to an end in the middle of a note.
"Hi!" said the youth in surprised tones.
"Hello," answered Clint politely.
The newcomer paused and viewed the boy on the stand with frank curiosity.