The sleeves of his doublet which protruded from his leather casing were of the same colour and material as his trunks.

In one hand he carried his broad black hat with its crimson feather, in the other a little roll of parchment; and when he moved the creak of leather and jingle of his spurs made pleasant music for a martial spirit.
Above all, this man's head, well set upon his shoulders, claimed some attention.

His nose was hooked and rather large, his eyes were blue, bright as steel, and set a trifle wide.

Above a thin-lapped, delicate mouth his reddish mustachios, slightly streaked with grey, stood out, bristling like a cat's.

His hair was darker--almost brown save at the temples, where age had faded it to an ashen colour.