He was a large, thick-set man, a reminder of Benjamin Franklin, with clean-shaven face, long hair curling at the ends, frock coat, high collar, and beaver hat.
Storrow, on the contrary, was a small man, quiet in manner, conversational in argument, and an encyclopedia of definite information.
He was so thorough that, when he became a Bell lawyer, he first spent an entire summer at his country home in Petersham, studying the laws of physics and electricity.

He was never in the slightest degree spectacular.

Once only, during the eleven years of litigation, did he lose control of his temper.

He was attacking the credibility of a witness whom he had put on the stand, but who had been tampered with by the opposition lawyers.

"But this man is your own witness," protested the lawyers.