He sat for a long time, musing, and then he shook himself, a habit which he had lately formed in trying to free himself from meditations that sought to possess him.
He went out to luncheon, and just as he was going into a restaurant some one spoke to him.

It was old man Colton.
"My dear Mr.Witherspoon," said the old man, "come and have a bite to eat with me.

Ah, come on, now; no excuse.

Let's go this way.

I know of a place that will just suit you.