'I wonder what I look like now?
A humorous novelist, I should think,' and he began to practise divers characters of walk, naming them to himself as--he proceeded.
'Walk of a humorous novelist--but that would require an umbrella.

Walk of a purser's mate.

Walk of an Australian colonist revisiting the scenes of childhood.

Walk of Sepoy colonel, ditto, ditto.

And in the midst of the Sepoy colonel (which was an excellent assumption, although inconsistent with the style of his make-up), his eye lighted on the piano.