Her face was powdered thickly to the point of her jaws, with very red cheekbones and very red lips.

She wore once-white slippers with French heels much run over at the side and dirty white silk stockings with great holes in the heels.

I must add that the shirt was too narrow in the bust, so that her arms bulged and there were gaping spaces between the buttons.

And for a belt she wore a wide blue ribbon very much creased and soiled, as if she had used it for a long while as a hair bow.
She sat down upon a rock and watched Casey distractedly bungle his cooking.

She must have had a great deal of initiative for a squaw, for she plunged straight into the subject which most nearly concerned Casey, and she was frank to the point of appalling him with her bluntness.