The complex Parisian world about him seemed a very simple affair; it was an immense, amazing spectacle, but it neither inflamed his imagination nor irritated his curiosity.

He kept his hands in his pockets, looked on good-humoredly, desired to miss nothing important, observed a great many things narrowly, and never reverted to himself.

Mrs.Tristram's "advice" was a part of the show, and a more entertaining element, in her abundant gossip, than the others.

He enjoyed her talking about himself; it seemed a part of her beautiful ingenuity; but he never made an application of anything she said, or remembered it when he was away from her.

For herself, she appropriated him; he was the most interesting thing she had had to think about in many a month.