He was frowning now upon his son over the girl's head, his bushy, grizzled brows contracted.
Mr.Caryll observed--and with what interest you should well imagine--that Lord Ostermore was still in a general way a handsome man.
Of a good height, but slightly excessive bulk, he had a face that still retained a fair shape.

Short-necked, florid and plethoric, he had the air of the man who seldom makes a long illness at the end.

His eyes were very blue, and the lids were puffed and heavy, whilst the mouth, Mr.
Caryll remarked in a critical, detached spirit, was stupid rather than sensuous.

He made his survey swiftly, and the result left him wondering.
Meanwhile the earl was addressing his son, whose hand was being bandaged by Gaskell.

There was little variety in his invective.