His eyes were rather small and round, with a look in them that was at once searching and disquieting.

He was of middle height and well built, with a general bearing elegant and gentlemanly.

There was nothing about him of the vulgar policeman.

In his way, he was an artist, and one felt that he had a high opinion of himself.

The sceptical tone of his conversation was that of a man who had been taught by experience.