The old man with sharp eyes looked up from his leather chair, as if he noticed his long-time servant, Clemons, for the very first time. “So, then, do you claim to be an educated man?” he asked.

Clemons humbly shook his head. “Well-traveled, I suppose, Master Livingston.”

The man nodded uncertainly, then went back to his newspaper. In the morning, no sign of Clemons remained.