Fay's violet eyes were her greatest charm.

She looked at you with a deprecating, timid, limpid gaze, in which no guile existed, any more than steadfastness, any more than unselfishness, any more than courage.
Fay had come into the world anxious to please.

She had never shown any particular wish to give pleasure.

If she had been missed out of her somewhat oppressed and struggling home when she married, it is probable that the sense of her absence was tinged by relief.
She had never intended to marry the Duke of Colle Alto.

It is difficult to say why that sedate distinguished personage married her.
Fay's face had a very sweet and endearing promise in it which drew men's eyes after her.