The Irregulars
Disclaimer: I own not but the errors.
2. Eyes
His eyes were the color of well oiled mahogany - deep, dark, clear. She could see her reflection in them and she could see the wheels turning. Great mental processes taking place right there before her.
He caught every faint detail about her and wove her story well, save one detail. The absence of her ring. Yet she knew he spoke not out of malice but out of love for his friend. For all their greatness Holmes' eyes were surprisingly open. Windows to the soul. In them Mary could see genius as well as a loyalty to a friend, his motivation.
