She was not on that occasion looking as well as usual, being a little too much 'endimanchee' in terrestrial lavenders and supercelestial blues--not, in fact, dressed with the remarkable taste which he has seen in her at other times.

Her usual costume is both pretty and quiet, and the fashionable waistcoat and jacket (which are a spectacle in all the 'Ladies' Companions' of the day) make the only approach to masculine _wearings_ to be observed in her.

She has great nicety and refinement in her personal ways, I think, and the cigarette is really a feminine weapon if properly understood.
Ah, but I didn't see her smoke.

I was unfortunate.

I could only go with Robert three times to her house, and once she was out.