"Yet sufficiently—er—full and rounded!"
The dark eyes were veiled suddenly by down-drooping lashes:
"You think so, sir?"
"Hair night-black, a chin well-determined and bravely dimpled—
"It hath been remarked before, sir!"
"Rosy lips——"
"Fie, sir, 'tis a vulgar phrase and trite. I suggest instead rose-petals steeped in dew."
"A nose——"
"Indeed, sir?"
"Neither arched nor straight and eyes—eyes——" the Major hesitated, stammered and came to an abrupt pause.