" "Verita Visitor," appeared below, and
beyond it, what seemed to be the word "Void." And near the foot of
the sheet the student of all this chaos could make faintly but
unmistakably, "Marvelous Man-l--" the rest of the word being cut off
by a broad black smear. "Monster 3 Feet." The remainder was wholly
undecipherable.
Average Jones looked up from this curio, and there was a strange
expression in the eyes which met the minister's.
"You--er--threw this in the--er--waste-basket." he drawled. "In
which pocket was it?"
"The waistcoat. An upper one, I believe. There was a pencil there,
too."
"Have you an old pair of shoes of Bailey's," asked the visitor
abruptly.
"Why, I suppose so. In the attic somewhere."
"Please bring them to me."
The Reverend Mr. Prentice left the room. No sooner had the door
closed after him than Average Jones jumped out of his chair stripped
to his shirt, caught up the pepper-and-salt waistcoat, tried it on
and buttoned it across his chest without difficulty; then thrust his
arm into the coat which went with it, and wormed his way,
effortfully, partly into that.
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