The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 98: what you’re looking at

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DOMESTIC SCENES IN HIGH LIFE 81 Meanwhile, as they were ascending the staircase to their own chamber, the sisters had encountered one of the pages of the household, whom we may at this moment introduce to our readers. He was a youth of about eighteen, and of the most extraordinary beauty. Not very tall, his figure was slight, but as perfectly symmetrical as that of a Grecian statue representing Apollo; and the tasteful livery which he wore, consisting of a jacket tightly buttoned up to his throat, and trousers with two thin red stripes down each leg, set off his elegant shape to the utmost advantage. He had chestnut hair, which he wore long, and was naturally curling and wavy; his forehead was high and as white as that of a maiden; his brows were dark, pencilled in two thin arching lines; his eyes were of deep dazel, large and liquid, but bright as if with subdued fires. He had little colour upon his cheeks, no whiskers nor beard upon his chin, but he was suffering his moustache to grow, and which, delicately pencilled hke his brows, relieved his countenance somewhat from its other- wise girlish appearance. His lips were somewhat full, and if they had belonged to a woman, would have been denominated pouting. Being slightly apart, they always afforded a glimpse of a most beautiful set of teeth. Though already described as not of tall stature, yet his graceful length of limb, set off by the becoming apparel which he wore, made him appear taller than he really was; and altogether there was a graceful- ness and a gentility about this youth which, when united with his extraordinary personal beauty, rendered him a being who, though clad in a menial garb, could not possibly fail to attract the notice of any one who passed him by. His name was Francis Paton, familiarly called Frank in the household, and he had been in Lady Saxondale’s service for about a year. Such was the vouth whom the two sisters encountered upon the stairs as they were ascending to their own chamber to talk over together the scenes which had just occurred in the room below. Constance. the fair-haired girl, who was proceeding first, passed him by with no more notice than a young lady in her position was likely to. take of one of the household domestics, but Juliana, the elder damsel, bent upon him for a moment the full power of her magnificent dark eyes; and though the youth immediately flung his own looks downwards and passed rapidly on, yet was the CONnnNIECLOOOKS (CO)