There were large green rosettes upon her little pointed shoes.

He knew her life, and the strange stories that were told about her lovers.

Had he something of her temperament in him?
These oval, heavy-lidded eyes seemed to look curiously at him.

What of George Willoughby, with his powdered hair and fantastic patches?
How evil he looked! The face was saturnine and swarthy, and the sensual lips seemed to be twisted with disdain.

Delicate lace ruffles fell over the lean yellow hands that were so overladen with rings.