Mrs.Newt seeing that it was one of her daughter's visitors, left the room.

Miss Fanny sat looking at the young man with her black eyes so calmly that she seemed to him to be sitting a great way off in a cool darkness.

Miss Fanny was not fond of Mr.Wetherley, although she had seen plainly enough the indications of his feeling for her.

This morning he was well gloved and booted.

His costume was unexceptionable.
Society of that day boasted few better-dressed men than Zephyr Wetherley.
His judgment in a case of cravat was unerring.