In short, in all he said or did there was something foreign, something unfamiliar.

He was abrupt and enthusiastic in conversation, and used gestures in speaking.

His countenance lighted up at every word that broke from hint on the graver subjects of discussion.
You felt, indeed, with him that you were with a man of genius--a wayward and a spoiled man, who had acquired his habits in solitude, but his graces in the world.
They conversed about the ruins of the Priory, and Constance expressed her admiration of their romantic and picturesque beauty.

"Ah!" said he smiling, but with a slight blush, in which Constance detected something of pain; "I heard of your visit to my poor heaps of stone.

My father took great pleasure in the notice they attracted.