Sensing that his gaze had lingered on her face for longer than was 
strictly proper, he looked to the three little girls ambling across the garden. 
One of the girls had raven hair that betrayed her partly Korean heritage; but 
having established her whereabouts as a sort of reference point, he shifted his
attention to the third girl, whose hair was about halfway through a natural and 
gradual transition from blond to brown. This girl was the tallest of the three, 
though all were of about the same age; and though she participated freely in 
all of their lighthearted games, she rarely initiated them and, when left to 
her own devices, tended toward a grave mien that made her seem years older than 
her playmates. As the Equity Lord watched the trio's progress, he sensed that 
even the style of her movement was different from the others'; she was lithe 
and carefully balanced, while they bounded unpredictably like rubber balls on 
rough-hewn stone.