In that hostile light he looked old and weazened and worried; seemed to have lost much of his rotundity.

As for her, she shone with a light of her own.
He greeted me dejectedly, and did not brighten when she let him know that we had a mutual friend in Callan.

The Governor, it seemed, in his capacity of Supervisor of the Systeme, was to conduct that distinguished person through the wilds of Greenland; was to smooth his way and to point out to him excellences of administration.
I wished him a good journey; he sighed and began to fumble with his hat.
"_Alors, c'est entendu_," she said; giving him leave to depart.

He looked at her in an odd sort of way, took her hand and applied it to his lips.
"_C'est entendu_," he said with a heavy sigh, drops of moisture spattering from beneath his white moustache, "_mais_ ..." He ogled again with infinitesimal eyes and went out of the room.

He had the air of wishing to wipe the perspiration from his brows and to exclaim, "_Quelle femme_!" But if he had any such wish he mastered it until the door hid him from sight.
"Why the ..." I began before it had well closed, "do you allow that thing to make love to you ?" I wanted to take up my position before she could have a chance to make me ridiculous.