When I came close to him, I found him standing up to his waist in the water, taking soundings with a long and heavy staff.

His cordelier's frock was tucked up into his belt, his long brown legs, with black hairs thick on them, were naked.

He was a huge, dark man, and when he turned and stared at me, I thought that, among all men of the Church and in religion whom I had ever beheld, he was the foulest and most fierce to look upon.

He had an ugly, murderous visage, fell eyes and keen, and a right long nose, hooked like a falcon's.

The eyes in his head shone like swords, and of all eyes of man I ever saw, his were the most piercing and most terrible.