Julius Berger

His handsome face, with its high white forehead, its aggressive nose, and its somewhat loose and sensual mouth, was a fair index of the compromise between strength and weakness in his nature.

Of a very different type was his companion, Julius Berger.

He came of a curious blend, a German father and an Italian mother, with the robust quality of the north mingling strangely with the softer graces of the south.

Blue Teutonic eyes lightened his sun-brown face, and above them rose a square, massive forehead, with a fringe of close yellow curls lying round it.

I really do not think, Kennedy, even by your own showing that you did the right thing by that girl.

There was only one little thing which you appeared to not know, and I can supply it.

Miss Sanderson was engaged to a poor, ungainly devil of a student, and his name was Julius Berger.

There was a rustle somewhere, the vague sound of a foot striking a stone, and then there fell silence upon that old Christian church, a stagnant, heavy silence which closed round Kennedy and shut him in like water round a drowning man.

His handsome face, with its high, white forehead, its aggressive nose, and its somewhat loose and sensual mouth, was a fair index of the compromise between strength and weakness in his nature.

Of a very different type was his companion, Julius Berger.

He came of a curious blend, a German father and an Italian mother, with the robust qualities of the north mingling strangely with the softer graces of the south.

Blue Teutonic eyes lightened his sun-browned face, and above them rose a square, massive forehead with a fringe of coarse yellow curls lying round it.

His handsome face, with its high white forehead, its aggressive nose, and its somewhat loose and sensual mouth, was a fair index of the compromise between strength and weakness in his nature.

Of a very different type was his companion Julius Berger.

He came of a curious blend, a German father and an Italian mother, with the robust quality of the north mingling strangely with the softer graces of the south.

Blue Teutonic eyes lightened his sun-brown face, and above them rose a square massive forehead with a fringe of close yellow curls lying round it.

I really do not think, Kennedy, even by your own showing that you did the right thing by that girl.

There was only one little thing which you appeared to not know, and I can supply it.

Miss Sanderson was engaged to a poor, ungainly devil of a student, and his name was Julius Berger.

There was a rustle somewhere, the vague sound of a foot striking a stone, and then there fell silence upon that old Christian church, a stagnant, heavy silence which closed round Kennedy and shut him in like water round a drowning man.

His handsome face, with its high white forehead, its aggressive nose, and its somewhat loose and sensual mouth, was a fair index of the compromise between strength and weakness in his nature.

Of a very different type was his companion, Julius Berger.

He came of a curious blend, a German father and an Italian mother, with the robust quality of the north mingling strangely with the softer graces of the south.

Blue Teutonic eyes lightened his sun-brown face, and above them rose a square, massive forehead with a fringe of close yellow curls lying round it.

I really do not think, Kennedy, even by your own showing that you did the right thing by that girl.

There was only one little thing which you appeared to not know, and I can supply it.

Miss Sanderson was engaged to a poor ungainly devil of a student, and his name was Julius Berger.

There was a rustle somewhere, the vague sound of a foot striking a stone, and then there fell silence upon that old Christian church, a stagnant heavy silence which closed round Kennedy and shut him in like water round a drowning man.