Lapham. There 's no use beating about the bush."
"No," said Lapham, somewhat absently. He put out his huge
foot and pushed the ground-glass door shut between his
little den and the book-keepers, in their larger den outside.
"In personal appearance," wrote Bartley in the sketch
for which he now studied his subject, while he waited
patiently for him to continue, "Silas Lapham is a fine type
of the successful American. He has a square, bold chin,
only partially concealed by the short reddish-grey beard,
growing to the edges of his firmly closing lips.
His nose is short and straight; his forehead good,
but broad rather than high; his eyes blue, and with a light
in them that is kindly or sharp according to his mood.
He is of medium height, and fills an average arm-chair
with a solid bulk, which on the day of our interview was
unpretentiously clad in a business suit of blue serge.
His head droops somewhat from a short neck, which does
not trouble itself to rise far from a pair of massive
shoulders."
"I don't know as I know just where you want me to begin,"
said Lapham.
"Might begin with your birth; that's where most of us begin,"
replied Bartley.
A gleam of humorous appreciation shot into Lapham's
blue eyes.
"I didn't know whether you wanted me to go quite so far
back as that," he said.
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