Is there no way of getting it ?" As the two men stared at each other they were horrible.

The uncle was always horrible; he was one of the very ugliest of Spaniards; he was a brutal caricature of the national type.

He had a low forehead, round face, bulbous nose, shaking fat cheeks, insignificant chin, and only one eye, a black and sleepy orb, which seemed to crawl like a snake.

His exceedingly dark skin was made darker by a singular bluish tinge which resulted from heavy doses of nitrate of silver, taken as a remedy for epilepsy.

His face was, moreover, mottled with dusky spots, so that he reminded the spectator of a frog or a toad.