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came to a pause on Seabury's floor and nobody was allowed in that elevator except Mr. Seabury and his associates. They were brought down with a bang to the ground floor. The elevator operator threw open the door.

Seabury was always preceded out of the elevator by a man - whether he was a strong arm man for his protection I never did know, but he was an impressive looking fellow. Then came Mr. Seabury with a young man on either side of him and a couple bringing up the rear. Any one of those might have been guards or legal aides. It could have been any of these things. I think they were probably a combination of both. Sometimes there would be other people, but there were always at least five who sort of surrounded him.

Mr. Seabury was always dressed in a dark suit. In the wintertime he wore a black Chesterfield overcoat, with a velvet collar - very elegant and very correct. He wore a black hat, which was not the sombrero type, but smallish and elegant looking. It was very correct, never banged-up, always carefully brushed. He was a very handsome man with white hair and a very ruddy face. He wore eyeglasses and had, I think, the most arrogant face I ever saw. He always held his head in the air - his nose in the air, if I may say, as though he smelled something. He had a very horrid expression as he would come out with his head in the air,