'A pair of smoked spectacles will do it,' he said positively.
'Look at him now; he looks like an angelic office boy.

Put him on a pair of smoked spectacles, and children will scream at the sight of him.' And so it was, by George! When once my eyes were covered, all the rest, smile and big shoulders and short hair, made me look a perfect little devil.

As I say, it was simple enough when it was done, like miracles; but that wasn't the really miraculous part of it.

There was one really staggering thing about the business, and my head still turns at it." "What was that ?" asked Syme.
"I'll tell you," answered the man in spectacles.

"This big pot in the police who sized me up so that he knew how the goggles would go with my hair and socks--by God, he never saw me at all!" Syme's eyes suddenly flashed on him.
"How was that ?" he asked.