He noted the speaker's heightened likeness under excitement to Lady Charlotte.
Excitement came at an early call of their voices to both; and both had handsome, open features, bluntly cut, nothing of aquiline or the supercilious; eyes bluish-grey, in arched recesses, horny between the thick lids, lively to shoot their meaning when the trap-mouth was active; effectively expressing promptitute for combat, pleasure in attack, wrestle, tag, whatever pertained to strife; an absolute sense of their right.
As there was a third person present at this dissuasion of military topics, the silence of the lady drew Weyburn to consult her opinion in her look.
It was on him.

Strange are the woman's eyes which can unoffendingly assume the privilege to dwell on such a living object as a man without become gateways for his return look, and can seem in pursuit of thoughts while they enfold.

They were large dark eyes, eyes of southern night.
They sped no shot; they rolled forth an envelopment.

A child among toys, caught to think of other toys, may gaze in that way.

But these were a woman's eyes.
He gave Lord Ormont his whole face, as an auditor should.