He wore a blue coat--frogged, braided, and buttoned to the throat.

A broad-brimmed straw hat, set on one side, gave a jaunty appearance to a countenance which, notwithstanding its jovial complexion and smiling mouth, had, in repose, a bold and decided character.

It was a face well suited to the frame, inasmuch as it betokened a mind capable of wielding and mastering the brute physical force of body;--light eyes of piercing intelligence; rough, but resolute and striking features, and a jaw of iron.

There was thought, there was power, there was passion in the shaggy brow, the deep-ploughed lines, the dilated, nostril and the restless play of the lips.

Philip looked hard and grave, and the man returned his look.
"What do you think of me, young gentleman ?" asked the passenger, as he replaced the pipe in his mouth.