Professor Gunn, who had joined them, readjusted his spectacles and thrust his hand into the bosom of his coat.
“I have admired her for a long time,” he declared. “In fact, ever since my eyes first beheld her intellectual and classic countenance. Her hair is a golden halo.”
“Eh?” grunted Buckhart, in surprise.
“Hair?” exclaimed Dick, puzzled.
“Her eyes are like limpid lakes,” continued Zenas.
“Eyes?” gasped both boys.
“Her mouth is a well of wisdom.”
“What are you talking about?” demanded Dick.
“Her teeth,” went on the professor—“her teeth are pearls beyond price.”
“Is he daffy?” muttered the Texan.