He was next engaged in imagining that she would certainly burn and be a light in the dark.

Afterwards he discovered her feelings to be delicate, her looks pleasant.

Thereupon came one of the most singular sensations he had ever known: he felt that he was unable to see the way to please her.

She confirmed it by her remarks and manner of speaking.

Apparently she was conducting a business.
'You're right, my dear Mrs.Adister, I'm on my way to the Laundry, and I called to get Captain Con to drive there with me and worry the manageress about the linen they turn out: for gentlemen are complaining of their shirt-fronts, and if we get a bad name with them it will ruin us.