The House That Shadows Built (1928)

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THE MAN AND THE MIND 283 clung for the twenty years of his rise, say that although he has expressed his feeling for them by a hundred generosities, they read his affection only in his acts; never has he so much as hinted it by words. Around no man eminent in American business have there gathered so few anecdotes. He does nothing to create anecdote, either by pleasant folly or by flash of wit. Not that he has a cold personality, even to the casual acquaintance. At all stages of his career men have liked him on sight. He has, to begin with, a masculine comeliness which probably influences subconsciously even his own sex. And his stillness strikes the beholder not as an absence of motion but as a balance between infinite energies — “like a spinning top.” He smiles habitually; and when he meets a new acquaintance, he has the air of waiting for him to say something pleasant ; of expecting it. Then, as the stranger begins to do business with him, impression of that comely, quietly engaging personality begins to fade; wiped out by perception of that round, full skull, that close mouth with the tight grip over the short, close-biting teeth of a fighter, that radiation of power. . . . i The teeth do not belie his character. He is a fighter, resembling in that one of those soft-stepping, softspoken shooting men rated as the most dangerous variety in the old West. Not that he is contentious or quarrelsome. He joins battle only when some human obstacle bars his way to one of his large purposes. Then