And as he spoke, my uncle, half undressed, in rags, a perfect scarecrow, with his leathern belt around him, settling his spectacles upon his nose and looking learned and imposing, was himself again, the terrible German professor of mineralogy.
És hiába volt nagybátyám félig meztelen, a derekán a bőrövvel és az orrán leeresztett pápaszemmel egyszeriben visszavedlett félelmetes professzorrá.