He was as tall as Lord Hawbury, but was broad-shouldered and massive.

He had a big head, a big mustache, and a thick beard.

His hair was dark, and covered his head in dense, bushy curls.

His voice was loud, his manner abrupt, and he always sat bolt upright.
"Any thing up, Sconey ?" asked Lord Hawbury, after a pause, during which he had been languidly gazing at his friend.
"Well, no, nothing, except that I've been up Vesuvius." Lord Hawbury gave a long whistle.
"And how did you find the mountain ?" he asked; "lively ?" "Rather so.

In fact, infernally so," added Dacres, thoughtfully.