In what way the captain of the ship _Ferndale_ gave proofs of lover-like lavishness I could not guess very well.

But I was glad she was appreciative.

It is lucky that small things please women.

And it is not silly of them to be thus pleased.

It is in small things that the deepest loyalty, that which they need most, the loyalty of the passing moment, is best expressed.
She had remained thoughtful, letting her deep motionless eyes rest on the streaming jumble of traffic.