He could not, of course, escape the beauty of her eyes or the shimmering luster of the long lashes that darkened them.

But these were details which did not thrill him, but merely pleased him.

And her hair pleased him possibly even more than her gray eyes, though he was not sufficiently concerned to discuss the matter with himself.

But if he had pointed out any one thing, it would have been her hair--not so much the color of it as the care she evidently gave it, and the manner in which she dressed it.

He noted that it was dark, with varying flashes of luster in it under the dinner lights.