Tall and strong as he was, there was nothing stiff or ungainly in his movements, He trod easily and lightly, with a certain youthful suppleness and hardy grace in all his actions, which set off his fine bodily formation to the best advantage.

He had keen, quick, mischievous grey eyes--a thoroughly English red and white complexion--admirably bright and regular teeth--and curly light brown hair, with a very peculiar golden tinge in it, which was only visible when his head was placed in a particular light.

In short, Zack was a manly, handsome fellow, a thorough Saxon, every inch of him; and (physically speaking at least) a credit to the parents and the country that had given him birth.
"I say, Blyth, do you and Madonna mind smoke ?" asked Zack, lighting his cigar before there was time to answer him.
"No--no," said Valentine.

"But, Zack, you wrote me word that your father had taken all your cigars away from you--" "So he has, and all my pocket-money too.

But I've taken to helping myself, and I've got some splendid cigars.