He wore a new pair of slate-blue trousers, a black "cutaway," and a white lawn "tie" (for him the symbol of the height of elegance).

He carried also his cane, a thin wand of ebony with a gold head, presented to him by the Improvement Club in "recognition of services." "That's right, that's right," said Marcus, with a grin.

"I'm takun a holiday myself to-day.

I had a bit of business to do over at Oakland, an' I thought I'd go up to B Street afterward and see Selina.

I haven't called on----" But the party uttered an exclamation.
"Why, Selina is going with us." "She's going to meet us at the Schuetzen Park station" explained Trina.
Marcus's business in Oakland was a fiction.