So he furnished her abundant income and was content to let it go at that.

It pleased her, also, to have it that way.
Harlson thought of the woman, and wondered somewhat.

Black-haired, black-eyed, white-skinned, deep of bust and with a graceful and powerful swing of movement, she was a woman, physically considered, not of the common herd.

She was a lioness, yet not quite the grand lioness of the desert.

She lacked somewhat of dignity and grandeur of countenance, and had more of alertness and of craft.