A short, sturdy man, brown as a coffee-berry; possibly inclined to be fat, but now lean exceedingly.

The deep wrinkles in his face and neck were not merely from time and exposure; there were those unmistakable signs where flesh or fat has fallen away, and the skin has become loose.

The neck was simply an intricate surface of seams and wrinkles, and sun-scarred with the burning of the Desert.

The Far East, the Tropic Seasons, and the Desert--each can have its colour mark.

But all three are quite different; and an eye which has once known, can thenceforth easily distinguish them.