Mrs.Farron's hair was a dark brown, with a shade of red in it where it curved behind her ears.

She had the white skin that often goes with such hair, and a high, delicate color in her cheeks.

Her eyebrows were fine and excessively dark--penciled, many people thought.
"Mama, this is Mr.Wayne," said Mathilde.

Here was another tremendous moment crowding upon her--the introduction of her beautiful mother to this new friend, but even more, the introduction to her mother of this wonderful new friend, whose flavor of romance and interest no one, she supposed, could miss.

Yet Mrs.Farron seemed to be taking it all very calmly, greeting him, taking his chair as being a trifle more comfortable than the others, trying to cover the doubt in her own mind whether she ought to recognize him as an old acquaintance.