The lines of her blue veins could be seen through the delicate close texture of her skin.

Her beautiful golden hair harmonized delightfully with eyes of the deepest blue.

Everything about her belonged to the type of delicacy.

Within that fragile though active body, and in defiance as it were of its pearly whiteness, lived a soul like that of a man of noble nature; but no one, not even a close observer, would have suspected it from the gentle countenance and rounded features which, when seen in profile, bore some slight resemblance to those of a lamb.

This extreme gentleness, though noble, had something of the stupidity of the little animal.