And your talisman, Colin?
What was your picture of the lady-wife?
Describe your Ideal and I'll tell you if SHE is the least bit like it.' McKeith smoked ruminatively for a few moments, his eyes narrowed.

The lines in his forehead and round his mouth showed plainly.

He was gazing out into space, far beyond the sun-flecked Leichardt River and the Botanical Gardens, and the glaring city and the range of distant hills on the horizon.
'Well,' he said at last, slowly, 'you can laugh at me if you like, but I'll tell you how I see HER.

She is tall--got a presence, so that if SHE'S there, you'd know it and everybody else would know it, no matter how many other women there might be in the place.

Most big men take to their opposites.