ecord-book, etc. The attendant who stood guard at the door now came
over, and the clerk who sat in a corner automatically took down a
record-blank. Kendall surveyed Cowperwood's decidedly graceful figure,
already inclining to a slight thickening around the waist, and approved
of it as superior to that of most who came here. His skin, as he
particularly noted, was especially white.

"Step on the scale," said the attendant, brusquely.

Cowperwood did so, The former adjusted the weights and scanned the
record carefully.

"Weight, one hundred and seventy-five," he called. "Now step over here."

He indicated a spot in the side wall where was fastened in a thin
slat--which ran from the floor to about seven and one half feet above,
perpendicularly--a small movable wooden indicator, which, when a man was
standing under it, could be pressed down on his head. At the side of
the slat were the total inches of height, laid off in halves, quarters,
eighths, and so on, and to the right a length measurement for the arm.
Cowperwood understood what was wanted and stepped under the indicator,
standing quite straight.

"Feet level, back to the wall," urged the attendant. "So. Height, five
feet nine and ten-sixteenths," he called. The clerk in the corner noted
it. He now produced a tape-measure and began measuring Cowperwood's
arms, legs, chest, waist, hips, etc. He called out the color of his
eyes, his hair, his mustache, and, looking into his mouth, exclaimed,
"Teeth, all sound."

After Cowperwood had once more given his address, age, profession,
whether he knew any trade, etc.--which he did not--he was allowed
to return to the bathroom, and put on the clothing which the prison
provided for him--first the rough, prickly underwear, then the cheap
soft roll-collar, white-cotton shirt, then the thick bluish-gray cotton
socks of a quality such as he had never worn in his life, and over these
a pair of indescribable rough-leather clogs, which felt to his feet as
though they were made of wood or iron--oily and heavy. He then drew on
the shapeless, baggy trousers with their telltale stripes, and over his
arms and chest the loose-cut shapeless coat and waistcoat. He felt and
knew of course that he looked very strange, wretched. And as he stepped
out into the overseer's room again he experienced a peculiar sense of
depression, a gone feeling which before this had not assailed him and
which now he did his best to conceal. This, then, was what