A pair of wide and very dark eyes was looking into mine.

I could now see her face.

There was no smile upon her lips.

I had never seen her before, that was sure--nor did I ever think to see her like again; I could say that even then, even in the half light.

Just a trifle foreign, the face; somewhat dark, but not too dark; the lips full, the eyes luminous, the forehead beautifully arched, chin and cheek beautifully rounded, nose clean-cut and straight, thin but not pinched.