Her eyes were soft and blue, arched over by dark brows, and fringed by long silken lashes. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. “What I am after is that beauty isn’t a special inserted sort of thing; that’s my idea. ” “All right! And I never dreamed anything of the sort was going on.
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