This made him observe her not only without mistrust, but without uneasy conjectures; the presumption, from the first moment he looked at her, had been in her favor.

And yet, if she was beautiful, it was not a dazzling beauty.

She was tall and moulded in long lines; she had thick fair hair, a wide forehead, and features with a sort of harmonious irregularity.

Her clear gray eyes were strikingly expressive; they were both gentle and intelligent, and Newman liked them immensely; but they had not those depths of splendor--those many-colored rays--which illumine the brows of famous beauties.

Madame de Cintre was rather thin, and she looked younger than probably she was.