"And you know--though it might occur to one--it isn't in the least that he's ashamed of her.

She's really--in a way--extremely good-looking." "Ah but extremely!" Strether laughed while he wondered at the odd part he found thus imposed on him.
It continued to be so by every touch from Madame de Vionnet.

"Well, as I say, you know, I wish you would keep ME a little more to yourself.
Couldn't you name some day for me, some hour--and better soon than late?
I'll be at home whenever it best suits you.

There--I can't say fairer." Strether thought a moment while Waymarsh and Mrs.Pocock affected him as standing attentive.

"I did lately call on you.