One of the pair was a very tall man, with fair hair cut short all round his head, and a pair of large blue-grey eyes that had a trick of seeming to look through and beyond the objects upon which they were bent, and a thoroughly English type of feature; whilst his companion was more slightly built, albeit a man of fine proportions, too, with a darker face, more chiselled features, and hair dressed according to the prevailing mode, lightly powdered in front, and tied in a queue behind.
Wolfe rose slowly to his feet, his brow slightly contracting with the effort.

Upon his face there was a very attractive smile, and he held out his hand in turn to the two newcomers.
"You are very welcome, gentlemen--more welcome than I can say.

I am grateful to my friend Sir Charles for giving me this opportunity of making your acquaintance.

It has been my great wish to speak face to face with men who have lived in that great land whither all eyes are now turning.

Be seated, I pray you, gentlemen, and tell me which of you is Mr.Julia Dautray, and which Mr.Humphrey Angell." "My name is Dautray," answered the dark-eyed man.