He eyed them with some surprise.

The one was a shabby, red-haired clergyman, with a bristling moustache and a strikingly battered hat.

He looked about thirty years of age.

The other was a slightly older man, dressed in a seedy grey suit and a pair of surprisingly bright yellow gaiters.
"Sir Gilbert Hawkesby, I presume ?" said Meldon.
"Yes," said the judge; "I am Sir Gilbert Hawkesby." "This," said Meldon, "is my friend Dr.O'Donoghue, medical officer of health for the Poor Law Union of Ballymoy, a man greatly respected in the neighbourhood for his scientific attainments and the uncompromising honesty of his character.

I need scarcely remind you, Sir Gilbert, that the two things don't always go together." Dr.O'Donoghue bowed and took off his cap.
"And you ?" said the judge.