A man, whose long white hair hung about his shoulders in snowy profusion, and whose beard, white as the swan's down, came to his breast, descended to the boat and was rowed ashore.
When he was landed, the sailors returned with the boat to the ship, leaving him on the beach.

The old man was richly dressed.

He blazed with jewels such as a king might envy, and the hilt of his sword was of pure gold.

He wore a brace of slender pistols, whose silver-mounted butts protruded from his belt.
The dark cloak about his shoulders was Puritanic; but the elegance of his attire and the profusion of jewelry which he wore proved that he was not of that order.

His low-crowned hat was three-cornered, trimmed with lace and the brim held in place by three blazing diamonds.