Her mouth was large, and over it there was almost beard enough for a young man's moustache.

Her chin was firm, and large, and solid.

Her hair was still brown, and was only just grizzled in parts.

Nothing becomes an old woman like grey hair, but Lady Linlithgow's hair would never be grey.

Her appearance on the whole was not pre-possessing, but it gave one an idea of honest, real strength.