And Lane tried to eat while he watched her.

Presently he moved his chair near to the stove.
Lorna did not wait upon her mother.

It was the mother who did the waiting, as silently she moved from table to stove.
Lorna's waist was cut so low that it showed the swell of her breast.
The red color of her cheeks, high up near her temples, was not altogether the rosy line of health and youth.

Her eyebrows were only faint, thin, curved lines, oriental in effect.

She appeared to be unusually well-developed in body for so young a girl.