The manager had sketched the girl's character, or rather had interpreted it, from the incidents which had happened since dinner.
"You will find her new." New?
That did not describe her.

Here, indeed, was a type with which he had never until now come into contact--a natural woman.

She would be extraordinarily interesting as a metaphysical study.

She would be surrendering to all her impulses--particularly the good impulses--many of which society had condemned long since because they entailed too much trouble.
Imagine her, putting herself to all this delay and inconvenience for a young wastrel she did not know and who, the moment he got on his feet, would doubtless pass out of her life without so much as Thank you! And it was ten to one that she would not comprehend the ingratitude.

To such characters, fine actions are in themselves sufficient.
Perhaps her odd beauty--and that too was natural--stirred these thoughts into being.