"Oh, no! he's regularly shabby and seedy in his appearance; lodging, too, the ostler told me, over that horrible candle-and-cheese shop, the smell of which is insufferable twenty yards off--no gentleman could endure it; he must be a traveller or artist, or something of that kind."
"Did you see his face?" asked Ruth.
"No; but a man's back--his tout ensemble has character enough in it to decide his rank."