There was the faintest tinge of pink in her cheek applied with delicate art.

Her dress seemed made of unsubstantial dream stuff--I believe they call it chiffon--and it covered her bosom and arms like the spray of a fairy sea.

She had the air of an impalpable Undine, a creation of sea-foam and sea-flower; an exquisite suggestion of the ethereal which floated beauty, as it were, into her face.

I know little of women, save what these past few grievous months have taught me; but I know that hours of anxious thought and desperate hope lay behind this effect of fragile loveliness.

The wit of woman could not have rendered a woman's body a greater contrast to that of her rival; and with infinite subtlety she had imbued the contrast with the deeper significance of rare and spiritual things.