All that was noticeable was the little wilful tendrils of her curly hair that would always break free about her neck and temples.

Round her well-cut, strong neck was a thread of pearls.

Kitty had been seeing Anna every day; she adored her, and had pictured her invariably in lilac.

But now seeing her in black, she felt that she had not fully seen her charm.

She saw her now as someone quite new and surprising to her.