His silver locks floated on his shoulders, his full eyes beamed with lustre, and an air of pity and disdain sat on his features

In the evening, Waldorf by chance met the magician at the hotel. The appearance of a being he almost conceived to be supernatural, still strangely affected him; yet his aspect was not / unconciliating: he was wrapped up in a large mantle, which he threw off in silence; his silver locks floated on his shoulders; his full eyes beamed with lustre; and an air of pity and disdain sat on his features.