It seemed moulded--even kneaded--carelessly, in very soft material.

Beneath her open cloak her dress was of the ordinary German _Reform-Kleid_ type, and her figure had the rather jelloid appearance of those who affect this style.

Her regulation witch's hat was by now, probably, in the Serpentine, and her round head was therefore disclosed, with two stout sand-coloured plaits pursuing each other round it.
The witches faced each other for some seconds.

A long way away they could hear the spitting and crackling sound of the two broomsticks fighting.

Looking up, they could see the combatants, like black comets in collision.