She's just from the country, you know, and she gets confused by the noise." He hesitated an instant and then finished with embarrassment.

"I wish so much that she could know you.' "It is a pleasure I hope for very shortly," responded Adams.

"How does she like New York, by the way ?" Under the electric light Trent's eyes seemed to run entirely to sparkles.

"Ah, well, it's rather lonely for her.

She misses the callers at home who used to come to spend the day." "We must try to change that," said the other as he moved off, while Trent noted that despite his genial sympathy of manner there had been no mention of Mrs.Adams.Where was she?
and what was she?
questioned the younger man in perplexity, as he crossed to his apartment house at the corner of Fourth Avenue.
At Twenty-third Street Adams had turned almost unconsciously into Fifth Avenue, for so detached was the intellectual remoteness in which he lived that he might have been, for all his immediate perceptions of his surroundings, strolling at dusk along a deserted Western road.