It was as though she had walked out of a different age, or even world, and been but superficially clothed with the attributes of our own.

I felt that from the first moment I set eyes upon her and while reading her letter the sensation returned with added force.
Also for me she had a peculiar attraction and not one of the ordinary kind.

It is curious to find oneself strangely intimate with a person of whom after all one does not know much, just as if one really knew a great deal that was shut off by a thin but quite impassable door.

If so, I did not want to open that door for who could tell what might be on the other side of it?
And intimate conversations with a lady in whose company one has shared very strange experiences, not infrequently lead to the opening of every kind of door.
Further I had made up my mind some time ago to have no more friendships with women who are so full of surprises, but to live out the rest of my life in a kind of monastery of men who have few surprises, being creatures whose thoughts are nearly always open and whose actions can always be foretold.
Lastly there was that _Taduki_ business.

Well, there at any rate I was clear and decided.