Gregory's mind was very full of thought.

He took down a fragment of an old looking-glass from behind a beam, and put the kapje on.

His beard looked somewhat grotesque under it; he put up his hand to hide it--that was better.

The blue eyes looked out with the mild gentleness that became eyes looking out from under a kapje.

Next he took the brown dress, and, looking round furtively, slipped it over his head.