He would shift his feet about, and run his hand up over his forehead, through his Indian-black hair, and lift his upper lip and show his teeth, which were as white as a hound's." Of course the speech so admired then was infinitely below what was done afterwards.

The very next was probably better, for Mr.Webster grew steadily.

This observer, however, tells us not what Mr.Webster said, but how he looked.

It was the personal presence which dwelt with every one at this time.
Thus with his wonderful leonine look and large, dark eyes, and with the growing fame which he had won, Mr.Webster betook himself to Portsmouth.

He had met some of the leading lawyers already, but now he was to be brought into direct and almost daily competition with them.