His hair was raven-black, cut short, and removed from the forehead.
Lord Roos and his companion passed close to Jocelyn without appearing to notice him; but they halted before Gillian, regarding her with insolent admiration.

Evidently she was the object that had brought them forth.
The poor damsel was terribly confused by their ardent glances and libertine scrutiny, and blushed to her very temples.

As to Dick Taverner, he trembled with rage and jealousy, and began to repent having brought his treasure into such a dangerous neighbourhood.
The person who seemed to be most struck with Gillian's charms was the wearer of the Spanish mantle.
"En verdad!" he exclaimed, "that is the loveliest piece of rusticity I have seen since I came to England.

I thought mine eyes did not deceive me, as to her beauty, when I caught sight of her from the Lord Chamberlain's gallery." "The Conde de Gondomar hath ever an eagle's eye for a pretty woman," Lord Roos replied, laughing.
"The Conde de Gondomar!" mentally ejaculated Jocelyn, who had overheard what he said.

"Why, this is he to whom the ring must be shown.