It must have been her eyes; they are yellow--witch's eyes.

Or maybe that cheap smell about her is a love-philter! Or was it just soul calling to soul?
I should have said the fraulein had the soul of a milliner.

She put great ideas into the hat that she altered for me," Lucy added, with an unsteady laugh.
"I care nothing for them or their souls," said Miss Vance crossly.

"It is his mother that I think of." "But really," said Lucy, "mademoiselle is quite raw material.

No ideas--no manners whatever.