Her eyes--the chaperon noticed it for the first time--owed some of their remarkable intensity, no doubt, to short sight.

They were large, finely colored and thickly fringed, but their slightly veiled concentration suggested an habitual, though quite unconscious _struggle to see_--with that clearness which the mind behind demanded of them.

The complexion was a clear brunette, the cheeks rosy; the nose was slightly tilted, the mouth fresh and beautiful though large; and the face of a lovely oval.

Altogether, an aspect of rich and glowing youth: no perfect beauty; but something arresting, ardent--charged, perhaps over-charged, with personality.

Mrs.Colwood said to herself that life at Beechcote would be no stagnant pool.
While they lingered in the drawing-room before church, she kept Diana talking.