Duane had once said: "She has a bully walk!" Kathleen thought of it as, passing a mirror, she caught sight of herself.

And the sudden glimpse of her own warm, rich beauty in all its exquisite maturity startled her.

Surely she seemed to be growing younger.
She was.

Dark-violet eyes, ruddy hair, a superb figure, a skin so white that it looked fragrant, made Kathleen Severn amazingly attractive.

Men found her, to their surprise, rather unresponsive.