Her Faithful Knight — page 96: what you’re looking at

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92 A New Career. from behind his desk, began to carry on a whispered con- versation with him. From where they stood, Dorothy, seated near the door leading to the inner office, was immediately within their line of sight; both men looked at her as they spoke, the new-comer, who was by far the taller and more distin- guished-looking of the two, with a fixed intentness which was somewhat decomposing. She, on her part, looked up and back at him, irritated at last by the fixity of his gaze. Meeting his eyes gave her nothing of that sense of friendliness and security, and even of previous acquaint- ance, which she had experienced after that first exchange of glances with Aylmer Read in the sculpture galleries of the British Museum. The stare of this man to-day in- spired in her nothing but impatience, nor was there any- thing in his face which she found to be sympathetic or in- teresting. Very few women would have agreed with her in thus ignoring this man’s claims to be considered interesting. Dressed in deep mourning, of light, well-made figure and singularly graceful bearing, the gentleman who at first sight was so greatly fascinated by Dorothy’s beauty, was himself exceptionally handsome, although of somewhat effeminate and youthful appearance. In complexion he was strikingly fair and very pale; his face was clean shaved and regular in outline, marred only by a slight, a very slight, heaviness in the red under-lip. His brilliant light eyes, under lashes long and curled as a woman’s, looked out with a gentle, appealing expression upon the world, and his close-cut hair, in color of the palest—al- most silvery—golden, completed a very agreeable and ex- ceptional tout ensemble. Presently the two men, still in conversation, moved toward the agent’s door, upon the panels of which the Eomichbookszco