I'm so glad you're in relation with her." This was one of the things--the "all" Miss Gostrey would now tell him--that, with every deference to present preoccupation, was uppermost for Strether after they had taken their seat.

One of the others was, at the end of five minutes, that she--oh incontestably, yes--DIFFERED less; differed, that is, scarcely at all--well, superficially speaking, from Mrs.Newsome or even from Mrs.Pocock.She was ever so much younger than the one and not so young as the other; but what WAS there in her, if anything, that would have made it impossible he should meet her at Woollett?
And wherein was her talk during their moments on the bench together not the same as would have been found adequate for a Woollett garden-party ?--unless perhaps truly in not being quite so bright.

She observed to him that Mr.Newsome had, to her knowledge, taken extraordinary pleasure in his visit; but there was no good lady at Woollett who wouldn't have been at least up to that.

Was there in Chad, by chance, after all, deep down, a principle of aboriginal loyalty that had made him, for sentimental ends, attach himself to elements, happily encountered, that would remind him most of the old air and the old soil?
Why accordingly be in a flutter--Strether could even put it that way--about this unfamiliar phenomenon of the femme du monde?
On these terms Mrs.Newsome herself was as much of one.

Little Bilham verily had testified that they came out, the ladies of the type, in close quarters; but it was just in these quarters--now comparatively close--that he felt Madame de Vionnet's common humanity.