What are you doing ?" "Making a fool of myself," replied the doctor, looking at the top of the stove and rubbing his hands until his fingers snapped.
At the North Pole, if they had met there, Philip would have known him for a professional man.

His heavy woolen suit was tailor made.

He wore a collar and a fashionable tie.

A lodge signet dangled at his watch chain.

He was clean-shaven and his blond Van Dyke beard was immaculately trimmed.