Her eyes were softly dark, and her features very regular--her nose perhaps hardly large enough, or her chin.

Her mouth was rather thin-lipped, but would have been sweet except for a seemingly habitual expression of pain.

A pair of dark brows overhung her sweet eyes, and gave a look of doubtful temper, yet restored something of the strength lacking a little in nose and chin.

It was an interesting--not a quite harmonious face, and in happiness might, Donal thought, be beautiful even.

Her figure was eminently graceful--as Donal saw when he raised his eyes at the sound of her retreat.