Some one had knocked at the exterior door for admittance.
A few moments afterwards a man appeared on the staircase of the pavilion, and descended into the garden.
He was tall and slender; his hair and beard were red, and a red moustache covered his upper lip.

His cheeks, though sunken and emaciated, were very red.

His eyes were wild in their expression.

His arms and legs were of extraordinary length; his movements were heavy and slow, as though his limbs had been dislocated and his muscles without strength.
His dress denoted him to be a menial: he wore a vest of black leather, a red doublet and breeches of the same color, without embroidery or ornament.
At this moment his sleeves were rolled up, and his thin arms were bare to the elbows.

In his hand he held a file, and apparently he had been interrupted in some urgent work by the knock at the door.