You saw at a glance which was the likelier man of the two, when they stood opposed.

Algernon's rounded features, full lips and falling chin, were not a match, though he was quick on his feet, for the wary, prompt eyes, set mouth, and hardness of Edward.

Both had stout muscle, but in Edward there was vigour of brain as well, which seemed to knit and inform his shape without which, in fact, a man is as a ship under no command.

Both looked their best; as, when sparring, men always do look.
"Now, then," said Algernon, squaring up to his cousin in good style, "now's the time for that unwholesome old boy underneath to commence groaning." "Step as light as you can," replied Edward, meeting him with the pretty motion of the gloves.
"I'll step as light as a French dancing-master.

Let's go to Paris and learn the savate, Ned.