He might enjoy it quite as much as an intricate law
case.
Even prejudiced Ackland, as he saw her occasionally on the
following day, was compelled to admit that she was more than
pretty. Her features were neither regular nor faultless. Her mouth
was too large to be perfect, and her nose was not Grecian; but her
eyes were peculiarly fine and illumined her face, whose chief
charm lay in its power of expression. If she chose, almost all her
thoughts and feelings could find their reflex there. The trouble
was that she could as readily mask her thought and express what
she did not feel. Her eyes were of the darkest blue and her hair
seemed light in contrast. It was evident that she had studied
grace so thoroughly that her manner and carriage appeared
unstudied and natural. She never seemed self-conscious, and yet no
one had ever seen her in an ungainly posture or had known her to
make an awkward gesture. This grace, however, like a finished
style in writing, was tinged so strongly with her own
individuality that it appeared original as compared with the
fashionable monotony which characterized the manners of so many of
her age.
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