Nadie stared into it for a moment with cynical eyes.

Under the indirect influence of Kendal's regard they softened.
"She always understood.

It was a joy to show her anything.
She interpreted Bastien Lepage better than I--indeed that is true--but only with her soul, she had no hands.

Yes, I loved her, and she was good for me.

I drew three breaths in her presence for one in her absence.