and who 's going to bother me about it , when i spy coming towards me these two remarkable blood drinkers , the shorter one a good six feet in height with magnificent golden skin and blue-black curling hair around his handsome and inquisitive face and enormous green eyes and well-formed lips in an open smile , clothes natty , i suppose , an english bespoke suit , if i was any judge , and beautiful narrow tan bespoke shoes , too , and the taller one , the thin giant very dark of skin too , but burnt , i could tell that , and ancient , his black hair very short all over his well-shaped skull and with almond-shaped eyes , and his clothes eccentric for the streets of west hollywood , though not perhaps for the city of cairo or jetta-a white ankle-length linen thawb and white pants with open sandals .