He made a sharp contrast with the rest of the group.

From one side his profile showed the face of a good-natured boy, but when he turned his head the flicker of the firelight ran down a scar which gleamed in a jagged semi-circle from his right eyebrow to the corner of his mouth.

This whole side of his countenance was drawn by the cut, the mouth stretching to a perpetual grimace.

When he spoke it was as if he were attempting secrecy.

The rest of the men waited in patience until he finished eating.