"Of course," said Melville, "we can tell nothing from the frock-coat. It may be the front or the tails. Blessed if I can say! Then he has his overcoat over his arm, but which way his arm goes it is impossible to see."
"How about the bend of the legs?" asked Churton.
"Bend! why, there isn't any bend," put in Wilson, as he glanced over the other's shoulder. "From the picture you might suspect that his lordship has no knees. The fellow took his snapshot just when the legs happened to be perfectly straight."
"I'm thinking that perhaps——" began Macdonald, adjusting his eye-glasses.
"Don't think, Mac," advised Wilson. "It might hurt you. Besides, it is no use you thinking that if the dog would kindly pass on things would be easy. He won't."
"The man's general pose seems to me to imply movement to the left," Tomkins thought.
"On the contrary," Melville declared, "it appears to me clearly to suggest movement to the right."
"Now, look here, you men," said Russell, whose opinions always carried respect in the club. "It strikes me that what we have to do is to consider the attitude of the lady rather than that of the man. Does her attention seem to be directed to somebody by her side?"
Everybody agreed that it was impossible to say.
"I've got it!" shouted Wilson. "Extraordinary that none of you have seen it. It is as clear as possible. It all came to me in a flash!"
"Well, what is it?" asked Baynes.