But she could have borne with that alone.

It was the green eyes that mocked at everything from under shaggy red brows that had originally given rise to her very decided antipathy, and these Olga found it impossible to condone.

People had no right to mock, whatever the colour of their eyes.
He joined her as though wholly unaware of her glance of disparagement.
"I fear I am spoiling a charming picture," he observed as he did so.
"But since there was none but myself to admire it, I felt at liberty to do so." Again momentarily Olga's eyes flashed upwards, comprehending the whole of his thick-set figure in a single sweep of the eyelids.

He was exceedingly British in build, possessing in breadth what he lacked in height.

There was a bull-dog strength about his neck and shoulders that imparted something of a fighting look to his general demeanour.