midnight
His companion pulled one up close to him . He perceived with something of a shock that she limped and at this discovery he looked at her again and drew in a quick breath . Why , here was the oddest little thing he had ever seen . He had thought her a child , yet the wide eyes , set deep and of the blue of midnight , had a quaint seriousness and understanding ; in the corner of her lips lingered a tender droop oddly at variance with the childish dimple of the finely moulded chin . Though the girl 's red hair -- like flame , as the lawyer had first thought , gave her an alive look , the little form under the queer straight dress was diminutive to frailty . `` Who are you , my dear ? '' `` Robin Forsyth .