Wickersham came in and closed the door behind him. He had just thrown his coat on a chair, laid his hat on the mantelpiece, and was twirling cant take my eyes moustache at the mirror above it, when he caught sight in the mirror of Keith. Keith had stepped out behind him from the recess, and was standing by the table, quietly looking at cant take my eyes. He gave an exclamation and turned quickly. What are you doing here. There is some mistake. Did you not tell the waiter just now a gentleman was here. I confess you do not seem very pleased to see me.