There is sharpness sometimes in new blades.

Do not draw him with your eyes." The Colonel continued his scrutiny, however, and there was an ugly droop at the corners of his mouth, though it was partly hidden under his mustache.
Maurice, aware that he was not wanted, passed along, having in mind to regain his former seat by the railing.
"Colonel," he mused, "your face grows more familiar every moment.

It was not associated with agreeable things.

But, what were they?
Hang it! you shall have a place in my thoughts till I have successfully labeled you.
Humph! Some one seems to have appropriated my seat." He viewed with indecision the broad back of the interloper, who at that moment turned his head.

At the sight of that bronzed profile Maurice gave an exclamation of surprise and delight.