Who is he?
What is he like ?" Unconsciously and involuntarily Enid's tone quickened.

Something in the woman's words--something undefined and yet suggestive--stirred and agitated her.
Norris seemed to choose her words.

"Well, ma'am," she answered, slowly, "he's very tall--and not like any other gentleman that comes here.

I can't rightly explain it, miss, he seems used to having his own way--" As she halted, uncertain how to choose her words, Enid rose nervously.
She could not have defined her emotions, but some feeling at once vague and portentous was working in her mind.
"Did he give no name ?" "No, ma'am.

I was to say that he was some one that must be seen.