If you want someone to keep you company, I'd better fetch Adam." She turned round to him with the words, offering the glass on the tray.
Her eyes were lowered, but the upward curl of the black lashes somehow conveyed the impression that she was peeping through them.

The tilt of the red lips, with the pearly teeth just showing in a smile, was of so alluring an enchantment that the most level-headed of men could scarcely have failed to pause and admire.
Rufus paused so long that at last she lifted those glorious eyes of hers in semi-scornful interrogation.
"What's the matter ?" she inquired.

"Don't you want it ?" He made an odd gesture as of one at a loss to explain himself.

"Won't you drink first ?" he said, his voice very low.
"No, thank you," said Columbine briskly.

"I don't like it." "Then--I don't like it either," he said.
"Don't be silly!" she said.