The Government has already given him three laboratories for his experiments, and nearly every gas that is being used at the Front has been prepared according to his formula." "A master of horrors," the Bishop murmured.
"He looks it," Catherine whispered under her breath.
There was a knock at the door, a moment or two later, and Bright entered.

He was a little over medium height, with long and lanky figure, a pronounced stoop, and black, curly hair of coarse quality.

His head, which was thrust a little forward, perhaps owing to his short-sightedness, was long, his forehead narrow, his complexion a sort of olive-green.

He wore huge, disfiguring spectacles, and he had the protuberant lips of a negro.

He greeted Catherine and the Bishop absently and seemed to have a grievance against Fenn.
"What is it you want, Nicholas ?" he asked impatiently.