Robin, with a start and an oath, stopped in his walk and muttered that he must be gone.

He placed upon his head the slouched hat, that at once concealed his features, and gave a different expression to his face.

As he donned his hat and took up a heavy oaken staff that lay upon the table, his whole aspect changed.

He seemed to don likewise a new action, a new outward appearance altogether.

His straight back bent and assumed a stoop such as one sees in men who have long grown old.