Pike's
remark, with another burst of laughter, in which Miss West joined.
Which was all very well in a way. Ships were ships, and judging by
what I had seen of our present crew harsh treatment was necessary.
But that a young woman of the niceness of Miss West should know of
such things and be so saturated in this side of ship life was not
nice. It was not nice for me, though it interested me, I confess,--
and strengthened my grip on reality. Yet it meant a hardening of
one's fibres, and I did not like to think of Miss West being so
hardened.
I looked at her and could not help marking again the fineness and
firmness of her skin. Her hair was dark, as were her eyebrows, which
were almost straight and rather low over her long eyes. Gray her
eyes were, a warm gray, and very steady and direct in expression,
intelligent and alive. Perhaps, taking her face as a whole, the most
noteworthy expression of it was a great calm. She seemed always in
repose, at peace with herself and with the external world. The most
beautiful feature was her eyes, framed in lashes as dark as her brows
and hair.
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