Henry C. Rowland,
Auld Jeremiah — Chapter IV
(1913)
“ Wishart,” said she, in her low, rich voice, with its hint of a Highland accent. “Will you not sit down?” She seated herself, and looked up at him with very wide gray eyes. David was, indeed, a fine figure of a man. Over six feet in height, with a big frame, like all the Wisharts, he was a personality that had never failed to command respect. His face, which was rather long, would have been handsome but for the eyes, which were set a trifle too close together, and a long, acquisitive nose. His type was, in fact, thoroughly that of his race; and as such Ailsa found it far from displeasing. ”
