His lower lip, thick and blue and loose, protruded with flabby
insistence beyond its mate, which was short and straight. The chin
receded, but was of surprising length and breadth. His ears sat very
low on his head and were ludicrously small. Above them rose a massive
dome, covered with thick, well-brushed hair of a yellowish hue, parted
exactly in the middle. His cheeks were white and flaccid, and there
was a fullness in front of the jaw-point that suggested approaching
bagginess. He smiled with his lips closed, and broadly at that. The
picture was even less alluring than when his face was in repose. In
the subdued, gray light of the tent his complexion was singularly
colorless; David thought of a very sick man he had once seen.
But this man was apparently in the best of health. He was spare, and
his sloping shoulders did not suggest breadth or strength; yet there
was that about him which made for force and virility. His hands were
long and slim and very white. A huge diamond glittered on one of the
fingers of the left hand; another quite as large adorned the bosom of
his shirt. It required no clever mind to see that he was not an out-
of-doors man.
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