Edward Lucas White, The Song of the Sirens and Other Stories (1919)
“ Pompey laughed gently and softly, but he laughed. He still held Mucia's hands, holding her away from him and looking down at her. Pompeia, withdrawn the width of the tent, gazing from under her raven-black hair, her brown eyes wide in her proud swarthy face, not only admired her brother, but confessed to herself that they were a well-matched, well-looking pair. He was very handsome; bareheaded, after the Roman fashion; his hair glossy brown, soft and wavy, his face healthily tanned, and ruddy; his eyes a very dark bluish-gray, transparent and bright; around big, black pupils. ”
