Though scarcely twenty-one, his bearing, was bold and manly; there was no disguise about his large black eyes; they spoke out all his thoughts before his tongue could tell them.

Apart from the great beauty of his features, high thoughts had printed a language on his face much more fascinating than mere regularity of feature.

His very elegant form did not promise extraordinary strength, yet he was as formidable to his foes as welcome to his friends.
Gilbert rose at the conclusion of his rather protracted meal, and declared he would remain seated no longer while his companion stood.

The priest carefully removed the remnants, after which he sat down upon the bench, and obliged the youth to sit beside him.
"Now, my son," he said, "tell me what in the world has brought you here alone ?" "No inclination of mine, my dear Father," replied Gilbert.
"Who has sent you then ?" "I am sent by chance," answered Gilbert, laughing.

"Early this morning I set out, with some twenty companions, in pursuit of a boar.