1910。
ACHRISTIAN
Onedaythatsummer，IcameawayfromaluncheonincompanyofanoldCollegechum。Alwaysexcitingtomeetthoseonehasn’tseenforyears；andaswewalkedacrosstheParktogetherIkeptlookingathimaskance。Hehadalteredagooddeal。Leanhealwayswas，butnowverylean，andsouprightthathisparson’scoatwasoverhungbythebackofhislongandnarrowhead，withitsdarkgrizzledhair，whichthoughthadnotyetloosenedonhisforehead。Hisclean-shornface，sothinandoblong，wasremarkableonlyfortheeyes：dark-
browedandlashed，andcolouredlikebrightsteel，theyhadafixityinthem，asortofabsence，ononecouldn’ttellwhatbusiness。Theymademethinkoftorture。Andhismouthalwaysgentlysmiling，asifitspinchedcurlysweetnesshadbeencommanded，wasthemouthofamancrucified——yes，crucified！
Trampingsilentlyovertheparchedgrass，Ifeltthatifwetalked，wemustinfalliblydisagree；hisstraight-up，narrowforeheadsosuggestedanaturedividedwithinitselfintocompartmentsofiron。