His forehead was high, his nose rather large and strong, his chin moderately pleasing.

He had a good, wide, well-shaped mouth, and his dark-brown hair was parted slightly on one side.

He seemed to have the least touch of boyishness to Carrie, and yet he was a man full grown.
"Do you know," he said, turning back to Carrie, after his reflection, "I sometimes think it is a shame for people to spend so much money this way." Carrie looked at him a moment with the faintest touch of surprise at his seriousness.

He seemed to be thinking about something over which she had never pondered.
"Do you ?" she answered, interestedly.
"Yes," he said, "they pay so much more than these things are worth.

They put on so much show." "I don't know why people shouldn't spend when they have it," said Mrs.
Vance.
"It doesn't do any harm," said Vance, who was still studying the bill of fare, though he had ordered.
Ames was looking away again, and Carrie was again looking at his forehead.