For social purposes they could have been employed only by a pushing upstart; but in the furtherance of a divine mission the apostle does not bind his inspired feet with the shackles of ordinary convention.

Sypher rushed in, therefore, where the pachyderms of Park Lane would have feared to tread.

Just as the fanatical evangelist has no compunction in putting to an entire stranger embarrassing questions as to his possession of the Peace of God, so had Sypher no scruple in approaching any foreigner of distinguished mien in an hotel lounge and converting him to the religion of Sypher's Cure.

In most cosmopolitan resorts his burly figure and pink face were well known.
Newspapers paragraphed his arrival and departure.

People pointed him out to one another in promenades.