I said that the deed was short and easy and needed no payment, whereupon he put up the coin and regarded me out of his fine blue eyes.

He was quite fair, a young man still, and dressed after a manner of his own in garments not at all new but with a beauty of fashioning and putting on.

He and his mule looked a corner out of a great painting.

And I had no sooner thought that than he said, "I see in you, friend, a face and figure for my 'Draught of Fishes.' And by Saint Christopher, there is water over yonder and just the landscape!" He leaned from the saddle and spoke persuasively, "Come from the road a bit down to the water and let me draw you! You are not dressed like the kin of Midas! I will give you the price of dinner." As he talked he drew out of a richly worked bag a book of paper and pencils.

I thought, "This beard and the clothes of Juan Lepe.