I, a stranger from the street, had witnessed his last breath while the young man who had gone out----" "Can you describe him?
Did you encounter him close enough for recognition ?" "Yes, I think I would know him again.

I can at least describe his appearance.

He wore a checked suit, very natty, and was more than usually tall and fine-looking.

But his chief peculiarity lay in his expression.

I never saw on any face, no, not on the stage, at the climax of the most heart-rending tragedy, a greater accumulation of mortal passion struggling with the imperative necessity for restraint.