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But it cannot be said of hi hiratification on that loved one's behalf His heart was a stone But he was beautiful to lock at, ready-witted, and intelligent He was very dark, with that soft olive coHis hair, which was never allowed to beco, was nearly black, and was soft and silky without that taint of grease which is so co, brown in colour, and were made beautiful by the perfect arch of the perfect eyebrow But perhaps the glory of the face was dueand fine symmetry of the nose and mouth than to his other features On his short upper lip he had a moustache as well formed as his eyebrows, but he wore no other beard The form of his chin too was perfect, but it lacked that sweetness and softness of expression, indicative of softness of heart, which a diht, and was as excellent in figure as in face It was admitted by men and clamorously asserted by women that no man had ever been more handsome than Felix Carbury, and it was admitted also that he never showed consciousness of his beauty

He had given himself airs on many scores;--on the score of his money, poor fool, while it lasted; on the score of his title; on the score of his ar till he lost it; and especially on the score of superiority in fashionable intellect But he had been clever enough to dress himself alith siht about his outward man As yet the little world of his associates had hardly found out how callous were his affections,--or rather how devoid he was of affection His airs and his appearance, joined with soh even the viciousness of his life In one matter he had marred his na his friends more than he had done by the folly of three years There had been a quarrel between hiressor; and, when the moment came in which a man's heart should have produced manly conduct, he had first threatened and had then shown the white feather That was now a year since, and he had partly outlived the evil;--but some men still remembered that Felix Carbury had been cowed, and had cowered