Annexed to the back drawing-room, looking over Lord Chesterfield's gardens, a small conservatory, filled with rich exotics, made the only feature in the apartment that might have seemed, to a fastidious person, effeminate or unduly voluptuous.
Saville himself was about forty-seven years of age: of a person slight and thin, without being emaciated: a not ungraceful, though habitual stoop, diminished his height, which might be a little above the ordinary standard.

In his youth he had been handsome; but in his person there was now little trace of any attraction beyond that of a manner remarkably soft and insinuating: yet in his narrow though high forehead--his sharp aquiline nose, grey eye, and slightly sarcastic curve of lip, something of his character betrayed itself.

You saw, or fancied you saw in them the shrewdness, the delicacy of tact; the consciousness of duping others; the subtle and intuitive, yet bland and noiseless penetration into the characters around him, which made the prominent features of his mind.

And, indeed, of all qualities, dissimulation is that which betrays itself the most often in the physiognomy.

A fortunate thing, that the long habit of betraying should find at times the index in which to betray itself.
"But you don't tell me, my dear Godolphin," said Saville, as he broke the toast into his chocolate,--"you don't tell me how the world employed itself at Rome.