- No, he was not; for, on the opposite side of the fire, there sat with folded arms a wrinkled hideous figure,
- with deeply sunk and bloodshot eyes, and an immensely long, cadaverous face, shadowed by jagged and matted locks of coarse black hair.
- He wore a kind of tunic of a dull bluish colour, which, the baron observed, on regarding it attentively,
- was clasped or ornamented down the front, with coffin handles. His legs too, were encased in coffin plates as though in armour;
- and over his left shoulder he wore a short dusky cloak, which seemed made of remnant of some pall. He took no notice of the baron,
- but was intently eyeing the fire. "Halloa!" said the baron, stamping his foot to attract attention.
