This likeness is heightened by the similarity of dress--by the single eyeglass that is worn perennially in both cases, and, to a certain extent, by the walk.

When the son began to speak this Tuesday night, there was even a stronger sense of the resemblance between the two.

The voice was almost the same, the gestures were the same--the diction was not unlike--nearly all the tricks and mannerisms of the elder man were reproduced by the younger.

For instance, when he is going to utter a good point, Mr.Chamberlain makes a pause--the son does the same: when Mr.Chamberlain is strongly moved, and wishes to drive home some fierce thrust, there is a deep swell in his otherwise even voice, and there is the same in the voice of the son.

Then there is the same crisp, terse succession of sentences--altogether the likeness is wonderful.
[Sidenote: Mr.Chamberlain pleased.] It was pleasant, even to those who do not love Mr.Chamberlain either personally or politically, to watch him during this episode.