Beside them, on the grass, squatted a queer figure.
It was that of a little man, very much under-sized, with a hunch back and a large, dark, melancholy face covered profusely with black hair.

He wore corduroy trousers and clumsy boots--his feet and hands were enormous--together with a green coat and a red handkerchief which was carelessly twisted round his hairy throat.

On his tangled locks--distressingly shaggy and unkempt--he wore no hat, and he looked like a brownie, grotesque, though somewhat sad.

But even more did he resemble an ape--or say the missing link--and only his eyes seemed human.

These were large, dark and brilliant, sparkling like jewels under his elf-locks.