Let us rather consider what such an appearance can portend, and who the man is who is thus presented.
I cannot explain to you why this appearance inspires me with so great a revulsion.

I can only say that in its presence I seem to be brought face to face with some abysmal and repellent wickedness.

It is not that the form he wears is hideous.

Last night I saw him exactly as I saw him at Oxford--his face waxen pale, with a sneering mouth, the same lofty forehead, and hair brushed straight up so as almost to appear standing on end.

He wore the same long coat of green cloth and white waistcoat.
He seemed as if he had been standing listening to what we said, though we had not seen him till this bright flash of lightning made him manifest.