She had a smile and an epigram for Claude de Chauxville, a grave air of sympathetic interest in more serious affairs for Paul Alexis.

She was bright and amusing, guileless and very worldly wise in the same breath--simple for Paul and a match for De Chauxville, within the space of three seconds.

Withal she was a beautiful woman beautifully dressed.

A thousand times too wise to scorn her womanhood, as learned fools are prone to do in print and on platform in these wordy days, but wielding the strongest power on earth, to wit, that same womanhood, with daring and with skill.

A learned woman is not of much account in the world.