The railway magnate on her other side was hardly more fortunate, until the entrees were in full swing, then she unfroze a little; the elderly gentleman had said something which interested her.
The part which particularly irritated Lord Tancred was that he felt sure she was not really stupid--who could be stupid with such a face?
And he was quite unaccustomed to being ignored by women.

A like experience had not occurred to him in the whole of his life.
He watched her narrowly.

He had never seen so white a skin; the admirably formed bones of her short, small face caused, even in a side light, no disfiguring shadows to fall beside the mouth and nose, nor on the cheeks; all was velvety smooth and rounded.

The remote Jewish touch was invisible--save in the splendor of the eyes and lashes.

She filled him with the desire to touch her, to clasp her tightly in his arms, to pull down that glorious hair and bury his face in it.