The contrast put crowds everywhere, and, at times, it was very confusing, though it was always interesting.

The men were mostly tall, thin, and with keen but composed eyes.

They were of purer British blood than those in New York, but it seemed to Robert that they had departed something from type.

They were more strenuous than the English of Old England, and the New Yorkers, in character if not in blood and appearance, were more nearly English than the Bostonians.

He also thought, and he was not judging now so much from a glimpse of Boston as from the New England men whom he had met, that they were critical both of themselves and others, and that they were a people who meant to have their way at any cost.
But his attempts to estimate character and type were soon lost in his huge delight at being back in his own country.