[Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini]@TWC D-Link bookMistress Wilding CHAPTER XIII 7/22
He was dressed in a suit of purple that became him marvellously well, and on his breast a star of diamonds flashed and smouldered like a thing of fire.
He was of an exceeding beauty of face, wherein he mainly favoured that "bold, handsome woman" that was his mother, without, however, any of his mother's insipidity; fine eyes, a good nose, straight and slender, and a mouth which, if sensual and indicating a lack of strength, was beautifully shaped.
His chin was slightly cleft, the shape of his face a delicate oval, framed now in the waving masses of his brown wig.
Some likeness to his late Majesty was also discernible, in spite of the wart, out of which his uncle James made so much capital. There was a slight flush on his cheeks, an added lustre in his eye, as he took Wilding's hand and shook it heartily before Wilding had time to kiss His Grace's. "You are late," he said, but there was no reproach in his voice.
"We had looked to find you here when we came ashore.
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