“Go on.”
“How shall I know this clerk if I happen to come across him?”
“You want me to describe him? Let me see. He is about five feet six in height, of rather stout build, dark in complexion, has a cast in the left eye.”
“Wait a moment, sir. I should like to write that down.”
And Tom, producing a pencil, wrote down the description.
“Is there anything else, sir?”
“He usually wears an emerald ring on the middle finger of his right hand, but it might occur to him to throw this aside. However, there is one thing that he could not lay aside.”
“What is that, sir?”
“He had a scar on the back of his left hand, the result of a burn. This is a permanent mark.”
“Good,” said Tom. “He will be easily recognized. How old is he?”