She was not posed.

She was standing, and met him at the door smilingly.
"How do you do, Grant ?" "I'm well," he said, "and how are you?
Certainly you are looking well." "I am not ill.

I think I am not plumper nor more thin than usual.

I imagine my weight is normal." He laughed.
"And how much is that ?" The woman flushed a little.
"It is hardly worth the telling, since you do not remember.

There was a time, you know, when you had some whim about it, and when I had to report to you.