Mind her teeth! She's in a vile temper." "What a beast you are!" was Bertie's comment, as he went to the panting animal.
The valet, Hudson, was waiting to help his master out of the car, but Nap pushed him imperiously aside.

His quick, lithe movements fascinated Dot.
She stood and watched him as he dexterously assisted the heavy, misshapen figure of his brother to alight.

He was wonderfully strong for so slight a man.

He seemed compacted of muscle and energy, welded together with a certain fiery grace that made him in some fashion remarkable.

He was utterly different from any other man she had ever seen.
"Will you go first, Miss Waring ?" It was Lucas Errol's voice.