The stout, hump - backed surgeon — circumspect, but perky and confident; Morse — looking distinctly weary, his jowls semi - shaven by an electric razor that had seemingly passed peak efficiency, and yet somehow, somewhere underneath, a man on the side of the angels.
The stout, hump - backed surgeon — circumspect, but perky and confident; Morse — looking distinctly weary, his jowls semi - shaven by an electric razor that had seemingly passed peak efficiency, and yet somehow, somewhere underneath, a man at the top of the mountain.