"Your bearing and your words, Don Martin, are such I should have looked for in you," he remarked.
And whose death comes so opportunely for thy rise, Don Alvar?
In the better light Mr. Don is now able to read his paper if he chooses.
Mr. Don looks into the greyness from which this voice comes, and he sees his son.
Evidently Dick is the taller, for Mr. Don has to look up to ...