She had bowing acquaintance with a lot of young men who thought she was a "pretty kid--worth keeping an eye on." But Isabelle strung the names into a fabrication of gayety that would have dazzled a Viennese nobleman.

Such is the power of young contralto voices on sink-down sofas.
He asked her if she thought he was conceited.

She said there was a difference between conceit and self-confidence.

She adored self-confidence in men.
"Is Froggy a good friend of yours ?" she asked.
"Rather--why ?" "He's a bum dancer." Amory laughed.
"He dances as if the girl were on his back instead of in his arms." She appreciated this.
"You're awfully good at sizing people up." Amory denied this painfully.

However, he sized up several people for her.