[St. Martin’s Summer by Rafael Sabatini]@TWC D-Link bookSt. Martin’s Summer CHAPTER V 4/38
He was remarking the slender, supple figure, moderately tall and looking taller in its black gown of mourning; the oval face, a trifle pale now from the agitation that stirred her, with its fine level brows, its clear, hazel eyes, and its crown of lustrous brown hair rolled back under the daintiest of white coifs.
His glance dwelt appreciatively on the slender nose, with its delicate nostrils, the charming line of mouth and chin, the dazzling whiteness of her skin, conspicuous not only in neck and face but in the long, slender hands that were clasped before her. These signs of breeding, everywhere proclaimed, left him content that here was no imposture; the girl before him was, indeed, Valerie de La Vauvraye. At madame's invitation she came forward.
Marius hastened to close the door and to set a chair for her, his manner an admirable suggestion of ardour restrained by deference. She sat down with an outward calm under which none would have suspected the full extent of her agitation, and she bent her eyes upon the man whom the Queen had sent for her deliverance. After all, Garnache's appearance was hardly suggestive of the role of Perseus which had been thrust upon him.
She saw a tall, spare man, with prominent cheek-bones, a gaunt, high-bridged nose, very fierce mustachios, and a pair of eyes that were as keen as sword-blades and felt to her glance as penetrating.
There was little about him like to take a woman's fancy or claim more than a moderate share of her attention, even when circumstances rendered her as interested in him as was now Mademoiselle de La Vauvraye. There fell a silence, broken at last by Marius, who leaned, a supple, graceful figure, his elbow resting upon the summit of Valerie's chair. "Monsieur de Garnache does us the injustice to find a difficulty in believing that you no longer wish to leave us." That was by no means what Garnache had implied; still, since it really expressed his mind, he did not trouble to correct Marius. Valerie said nothing, but her eyes travelled to madame's countenance, where she found a frown.
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