"You've all of you here so much visual sense that you've somehow all 'run' to it.

There are moments when it strikes one that you haven't any other." "Any moral," little Bilham explained, watching serenely, across the garden, the several femmes du monde.

"But Miss Barrace has a moral distinction," he kindly continued; speaking as if for Strether's benefit not less than for her own.
"HAVE you ?" Strether, scarce knowing what he was about, asked of her almost eagerly.
"Oh not a distinction"-- she was mightily amused at his tone--"Mr.
Bilham's too good.

But I think I may say a sufficiency.

Yes, a sufficiency.