Fairchild, standing with his hands in the air, looked down toward Anita, standing beside him.
"Is n't it exciting," she exclaimed.

"Just like a regular hold-up! I wonder who the bandit is.

He certainly looks the part, does n't he ?" And Fairchild agreed that he did.

A bandanna handkerchief was wrapped about his head, concealing his hair and ears.

A mask was over his eyes, supplemented by another bandanna, which, beginning at the bridge of his nose, flowed over his chin, cutting off all possible chance of recognition.