Her broad, low brow and her laughing eyes were amazingly intelligent.

She had an uncanny power of making her eyes go suddenly grave and deep, like a glittering river narrowing into a pool.
'We shall never be introduced,' she said, 'so let me reveal myself.

I'm Mary Lamington and these are my aunts ...

Did you really like Leprous Souls ?' It was easy enough to talk to her.

And oddly enough her mere presence took away the oppression I had felt in that room.