Somehow he looked a finer type than the business men in the neighboring stalls.

One felt the man's clean virility and got a hint of force.
Lister was highly strung.

The music stirred his imagination, and when the curtain went down the light and glitter, the perfume that drifted about, the women's dress, and the society of his attractive companion gave him a curious thrill.

He began to see he had missed much; ambitions that had forced him to struggle for scope to use fresh efforts took another turn.

Life was not all labor.