He recognised them at once from Cedric's description--they were Tim and Tartar, belonging to Saul Jacobi; and he knew their mistress was at hand.
He looked at her intently as she came slowly towards him.

She wore a dark red dress and jacket, that set off her graceful figure, and her close velvet hat was a darker shade of the same colour.
On any one else the effect might have been too striking, but it exactly suited her; and as Malcolm noticed the exquisite colour of her face and the wonderful coils of black hair, he was obliged to acknowledge that Cedric's temptation had been strong, and that many an older man might have lost his heart to so beautiful a creature.
Leah's eyes had been fixed on the ground, and she did not see Malcolm until she was quite close to him; but, though she was evidently surprised to meet him, she only bowed gravely, and would have passed on.

But Malcolm placed himself at her side.
"You are an early riser, Miss Jacobi," he observed in a friendly tone.
"Are you always so energetic ?" "I like an early morning walk," she replied quietly; but there was an uneasy flush on her face, as though she found Malcolm's society embarrassing.

"I generally have the Gardens to myself at this hour.

My brother is a late riser, and this is my leisure time.