He would have been very obviously a wizard even without the thunder, and seemed much less innocent about his magic than the witch.

He had pale hair, a pale face, and eyes that did not open wide without a certain effort on the part of the brows.
"You are despising my ornaments," he said to Sarah Brown.

"I admire them awfully.

I don't like really clever art.

Do you know, it makes me sneeze." Directly he spoke, one saw that he was making the usual effort of magic to appear real.