That was splendid, wasn't it ?" She spoke with joyous spiritedness.

However modern, Cecily, it was clear, had caught nothing of the disease of pococurantism.

Into whatever pleased her or enlisted her sympathies, she threw all the glad energies of her being.

The scornful remark on the Royal Academy was, one could see, not so much a mere echo of advanced opinion, as a piece of championship in a friend's cause.

The respect with which she mentioned the name of the French critic, her exultation in his dictum, were notes of a youthful idealism which interpreted the world nobly, and took its stand on generous beliefs.
"Mr.Mallard will help you to see Naples, no doubt," said Miriam.
"Indeed, I wish he would.