[The Sky Pilot by Ralph Connor]@TWC D-Link bookThe Sky Pilot CHAPTER IV 2/8
It was never the extent of his profanity, but the choice, that indicated Hi's interest in any subject. Altogether, the outlook for the missionary was not encouraging.
With the single exception of the Muirs, who really counted for little, nobody wanted him.
To most of the reckless young bloods of the Company of the Noble Seven his presence was an offence; to others simply a nuisance, while the Old Timer regarded his advent with something like dismay; and now Hi's impression of his personal appearance was not cheering. My first sight of him did not reassure me.
He was very slight, very young, very innocent, with a face that might do for an angel, except for the touch of humor in it, but which seemed strangely out of place among the rough, hard faces that were to be seen in the Swan Creek Country. It was not a weak face, however.
The forehead was high and square, the mouth firm, and the eyes were luminous, of some dark color--violet, if there is such a color in eyes--dreamy or sparkling, according to his mood; eyes for which a woman might find use, but which, in a missionary's head, appeared to me one of those extraordinary wastes of which Nature is sometimes guilty. He was gazing far away into space infinitely beyond the Foothills and the blue line of the mountains behind them.
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