It might have been beautiful if it had been neatly arranged, and had shaded a face which possessed the gentle expression that belongs properly to woman.

It would then have been called golden.

As it was, hanging loosely below her waist and streaming in the wind, it made the wearer only look the more frightful.

Still, Boadicea was not by any means indifferent to the appearance she made in the eyes of beholders.

She evinced her desire to make a favorable impression upon others, in her own peculiar way, it is true, but in one which must have been effective, considering what sort of beholders they were in whose eyes she figured.