Physically they were of the same type: dark of eyes and of hair, fresh-colored and thick-set, and though Roscoe was several inches taller than Jim, neither was of the height, breadth, or depth of the father.

Both wore young business men's mustaches, and either could have sat for the tailor-shop lithographs of young business men wearing "rich suitings in dark mixtures." Jim, approving warmly of his neighbor's profile, perceived her access of color, which increased his approbation.

"What's that old Roscoe saying to you, Miss Vertrees ?" he asked.

"These young married men are mighty forward nowadays, but you mustn't let 'em make you blush." "Am I blushing ?" she said.

"Are you sure ?" And with that she gave him ample opportunity to make sure, repeating with interest the look wasted upon Roscoe.