And Jean wore a serious look.

She lived for one man.
I attended a party soon after my visit to Gunderson, and a very pretty affair it was.

A very pretty incident I saw there, too.
What I saw was the advent of a big, blowsy woman, who was blazing with diamonds, whose face was good-natured, but who seemed ill at ease.

She was like a Muscovy duck among game fowl.

She was well received by the mass and overlooked by the few, and, being a woman, though of no acute comprehension, she understood vaguely her condition.