8 A FRISKY MATRON
and await his return at three o'clock, it being then
half-past twelve.
Yussuff then left the terminus, and was quickly
driven in a north-westerly direction. The instincts
developed by a journey of 800 kilometres led him
irresistibly towards the Cafe de la Paix via the
Turkish baths in the Rue Castiglione. A final cold
plunge, with no danger of crocodiles, gave a new
zest to the resources of civilization. Yussuff issued
from the Saracenic portals a new and very dis¬
tinguished-looking man, a fact borne witness to by
many bright eyes as he passed. It is wonderful
how vague are the ideas of Europeans about the
inhabitants of Hindoostan. India contains many
more distinct races than Europe does, and the
difference between some of them is as great as that
between a man of Kent and a Laplander. Yussuff
was tall, very tall and slender, and graceful in his
movements. His lineaments were of a pure Cauca¬
sian type, and the high caste Indian style of features
may be best described by stating that it resembles
the most refined class of Norman beauty. The nose
slightly aquiline and delicately chiselled, short upper
lip, well-formed chin, black velvety eyes, silky wavy
hair, white and perfectly-formed teeth, with the
small hands and feet characteristic of the Kohistanee,
completed the ensemble of a strikingly handsome
man. Only his colour was too dark. Two shades
lighter and he might have been a Spaniard. He
was a very dark brown, yet his complexion seemed
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