She was as tall as a man of middle height, and her tawny hair piled on top of her head made her seem taller.
"Well ?" said Gaviller.
"Oh, I'll choose the handsomest beast I can find," she said, laughing over her shoulder and escaping from the room before he could answer.
John Gaviller finished his egg with a frown.

Colina had this trick of breaking things off in the middle, and it irritated him.

He had an orderly mind..