His arms consisted of a brace of petronels thrust into his belt, whence a long rapier depended.

His features were dark as bronze, and well-formed, though strongly marked, and had an expression of settled sternness.

His eyes were grey and penetrating, and shaded by thick beetle-brows; and his physiognomy was completed by a black peaked beard.

His person was tall and erect, and his deportment soldier-like and commanding.

Perceiving he had become an object of notice, the stranger cast a compassionate look at the prophetess, who still remained gazing fixedly at him, and throwing her a few pieces of money, strode away.
Watching his retreating figure till it disappeared from view, the crazed woman tossed her arms wildly in the air, and cried, in a voice of exultation, "Did I not speak the truth ?--did I not tell you I had seen him?
He is the deliverer of our church, and is come to avenge the righteous blood which hath been this day shed." "Peace, woman, and fly while there is yet time," cried the young man who had been designated as Humphrey Chetham.