" Amy unconsciously let both half-drop, as if they
held no particular interest, after all. And the hand into which the next
photograph was put gave it but lukewarm welcome.
Mixed in with these general subjects were several of a more personal
nature: groups of twos and threes, and a number of single figures. One face
and figure, as Mrs. Phillips presently came to notice, occurred again and
again, in various attitudes and costumes. It was a young man of Cope's own
age--or perhaps two or three years older. He was of Cope's own height, but
slightly heavier, with a possible tendency to plumpness. The best of the
photographs made him dark, with black, wavy hair; and in some cases (where
sunlight did not distort his expression) he indulged a determined sort of
smile. He figured once, all by himself, in choir vestments; again, all by
himself, in rowing toggery; a third time, still by himself, in a costume
whose vague inaccuracy suggested a character in amateur theatricals.
"Who is this?" inquired Mrs. Phillips, with the last of these in hand.
Cope was prompt, but vague.
"Oh, that's a chum of mine, up there.
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