You're at all events the biggest she can get hold of." She embroidered, she abounded.

"I don't say it to interfere between you, but on the day she gets hold of a bigger one--!" Strether had thrown back his head as in silent mirth over something that struck him in her audacity or felicity, and her flight meanwhile was already higher.

"Therefore close with her--!" "Close with her ?" he asked as she seemed to hang poised.
"Before you lose your chance." Their eyes met over it.

"What do you mean by closing ?" "And what do I mean by your chance?
I'll tell you when you tell me all the things YOU don't.

Is it her GREATEST fad ?" she briskly pursued.
"The Review ?" He seemed to wonder how he could best describe it.