midnight
A single piece of white cloth , fringed with bat fur , was draped about her waist and fell below her knee , the ends passing up in front and back of her round body to fasten loosely at the right shoulder . This , with a little sleeveless garment fashioned , bolero-like , out of the delicate bat skins , and a pair of sandals contrived in such a way as to bring the hair of the deer skin against the little feet , was all she wore . Bronner scarcely realized the symmetry of the slender form , so lost was he in the spell of the dark eyes that plumbed his for one long second , leaving him tingling with a curious conviction that his soul had been bared . Vivid of white skin , of jet eyes , of a mass of midnight hair that hung loose to her waist , she radiated the fire and spirit of vibrant youth . `` God ! Such a girl -- up here -- all these years ! '' he breathed .