The woman was quaint.
"I am about to begin on the left hand.

You may watch me, if you care to do so." "Will it not make you embarrass ?" "Why should I be embarrassed ?" inquired Ruth, flushing.
"I have said the wrong word," lamented the other.

"Nervous,--zat,--that is the word." "They're not very lovely things to look at," said Percival.

"All red and blistery and greasy.

Miss Clinton is a regular heroine to tackle 'em." "I have witnessed some very terrible sights, Mr.Percival," said the Russian, her eyes narrowing.