She, too, was devout; but hers was not the true religion, for it had not charity for its basis.

She was clever and severe; spoke seldom; but the few words which escaped from her lips were sarcastic in their tendency.
The passengers who still remained on shore were numerous.

There was an old colonel, returning from a three years' furlough, the major part of which had been spent at Cheltenham.

He was an Adonis of sixty, with yellow cheeks and white teeth; a man who had passed through life doing nothing; had risen in his profession without having seen service, except on one occasion, and of that circumstance he made the most.

With a good constitution and happy temperament, constantly in society, and constantly in requisition, he had grown old without being aware of it, and considered himself as much an object of interest with the other sex as he was formerly when a gay captain of five-and-twenty, with good prospects.