She noticed that the car was very full, every seat being occupied.
Her eye rested for a second upon a portly, well-dressed old gentleman in the last seat of the car, who was leaning back with closed eyes, then traveled on to the man who shared the seat.
"What a remarkable face that man has," she thought.

"He looks like a combination of a snake and a fox.

I never before saw such tricky eyes.
He is rather good looking, but there is something about him that frightens one." Grace found herself watching, with a kind of fascination, every move that the stranger made.

Once her eyes met his and she shuddered slightly, there was a world of refined cruelty in their depths.

She looked out of the window as the train rushed on through the darkness, then almost against her will turned her eyes again in the direction of the repellent stranger.
But what she saw this time caused her to stare in amazement.