He was slender and soft-voiced, as he had ever been, but his features had now that indefinable quality that comes of brooding over mighty things.

To the arresting officer his appearance was in impressive contrast to the enormity of his offences.

"Here's this feller," said the officer in command, to his next subordinate, "has done his level best to bust up everything, and 'e's got a face like a quiet country gentleman; and here's Judge Hangbrow keepin' everything nice and in order for every one, and 'e's got a 'ead like a 'og.

Then their manners! One all consideration and the other snort and grunt.

Which just shows you, doesn't it, that appearances aren't to be gone upon, whatever else you do." But his praise of Redwood's consideration was presently dashed.