Alarmed by the noise, an old man in a tattered garb, and a young female, who were slumbering on benches in the chapel, immediately started to their feet, and advanced towards them.
"We are mistaken," said Lamplugh; "this is only Mike Macascree, the blind piper and his daughter Nizza.

I know them well enough." Leonard was about to proceed with his search, but a slight circumstance detained him for a few minutes, during which time he had sufficient leisure to note the extraordinary personal attractions of Nizza Macascree.
In age she appeared about seventeen, and differed in the character of her beauty, as well as in the natural gracefulness of her carriage and demeanour, from all the persons he had seen in her humble sphere of life.

Her features were small, and of the utmost delicacy.

She had a charmingly-formed nose--slightly _retrousse_--a small mouth, garnished with pearl-like teeth, and lips as fresh and ruddy as the dew-steeped rose.

Her skin was as dark as a gipsy's, but clear and transparent, and far more attractive than the fairest complexion.