Greyish beard and a big nose.
Speaks very loud and important like.' Not her uncle; he had no beard and a very small nose, and could not thus have altered since she last saw him.
'All right.

I'll go and ask him what he wants.' Totty gave a glance at her six square inches of looking-glass, made a movement with her hand which was like a box on each ear, then went downstairs in her usual way, swinging by the banisters down three steps at a time.

At the door she found a person answering very fairly to the landlady's graphic description.

The experienced eye would have perceived that he was not, in the restricted sense of the word, a gentleman; still, he wore good clothing, and had of a truth an important air.
'You want me, sir ?' Totty asked, coming to a sudden stand in front of him, and examining him with steady eye.
He returned the gaze with equal steadiness.

Both hands rested on the top of his umbrella, and his attitude was very much that of a man who views a horse he has thoughts of purchasing.
'You are Miss Nancarrow, I think ?' he said, clearing his throat.
'Christian name, Totty.' 'That's me, I believe.' 'Jusso! I should like to have a word with you, Miss Nancarrow, if you will allow me.' 'You can't say it here, sir ?' 'Why, no, I can't.