At first I thought there was a superfine br Persuasion in his face; but the free flow br That filled it when he stopped and cried, "Hollo!" br Shone joyously, and so I let it shine. br He said his name was Fleming Helphenstine, br But be that as it may;—I only know br He talked of this and that and So-and-So, br And laughed and chaffed like any friend of mine. br br But soon, with a queer, quick frown, he looked at me, br And I looked hard at him; and there we gazed br In a strained way that made us cringe and wince: br Then, with a wordless clogged apology br That sounded half confused and half amazed, br He dodged,—and I have never seen him since.