His white hair, of which he still had plenty, was parted in the middle and brushed away in little waves.

He was clean-shaven, and his grey eyes were at once soft and humorous.

He had a delicate mouth, refined features, and his slow, distinct speech was pleasant, almost soothing to listen to.

She felt suddenly an immense wave of relief, and she realized perhaps for the first time how much she had dreaded this meeting.
"I am not really tired at all," she assured him, "only you see I have never been in a big city, and it is very noisy here, isn't it?
Besides, I have never seen anything so beautiful as this house.

I think it frightened me a little." He laid his hand upon hers kindly.
"I imagine," he said, smiling, "that you will very soon get used to this.