The Professor, whose day was that on which the birds and fishes--the ruder forms of life--were created, had a dress of dim purple, over which sprawled goggle-eyed fishes and outrageous tropical birds, the union in him of unfathomable fancy and of doubt.

Dr.Bull, the last day of Creation, wore a coat covered with heraldic animals in red and gold, and on his crest a man rampant.

He lay back in his chair with a broad smile, the picture of an optimist in his element.
One by one the wanderers ascended the bank and sat in their strange seats.

As each of them sat down a roar of enthusiasm rose from the carnival, such as that with which crowds receive kings.

Cups were clashed and torches shaken, and feathered hats flung in the air.