At this rate, one goes crazy.

Come and sit by me a minute, dearest.' 'I'll get the lamp.' 'No; come and talk to me; we can understand each other better.' 'Nonsense; you have such morbid ideas.

I can't bear to sit in the gloom.' At once she went away, and quickly reappeared with a reading-lamp, which she placed on the square table in the middle of the room.
'Draw down the blind, Edwin.' She was a slender girl, but not very tall; her shoulders seemed rather broad in proportion to her waist and the part of her figure below it.
The hue of her hair was ruddy gold; loosely arranged tresses made a superb crown to the beauty of her small, refined head.

Yet the face was not of distinctly feminine type; with short hair and appropriate clothing, she would have passed unquestioned as a handsome boy of seventeen, a spirited boy too, and one much in the habit of giving orders to inferiors.

Her nose would have been perfect but for ever so slight a crook which made it preferable to view her in full face than in profile; her lips curved sharply out, and when she straightened them of a sudden, the effect was not reassuring to anyone who had counted upon her for facile humour.