Above them, below them, round them, to the very edges of her eyelids, there was beauty, movement, life.

_In_ them--death! A more charming creature--with that one sad drawback--I never saw.

There was no other personal defect in her.

She had the fine height, the well-balanced figure, and the length of the lower limbs, which make all a woman's movements graceful of themselves.

Her voice was delicious--clear, cheerful, sympathetic.