Miss Grace Plumer had not made as much progress as Mr.Newt since their last meeting.

Abel Newt seemed to her the handsomest fellow she had ever seen.

What he had said both piqued and pleased her.

It pleased her because it piqued her.
"Women are naturally noble," he continued, in a low, rippling voice.

"If they see that a man sincerely admires them they forgive him, although he can not say so.