Some people said she was like a Sargent, others called her a post-impressionist type; there was no end to the old and new masters of whom she seemed to remind people; and she certainly had the rather insidious charm of somehow recalling the past while suggesting something undiscovered in the future.

There was a good deal that was enigmatic about her.

It was natural, not assumed as a pose of mysteriousness.

She was not all on the surface: not obvious.
One wondered.

Was she capable of any depth of feeling?
Was she always just sweet and tactful and clever, or could there be another side to her character?
Had she (for instance) a temperament?
This question was considered one of interest,--so Edith had a great many admirers.