"Of course it has been much quieter at Enton than most of the houses we go to, and we only came at first, I think, because many years ago my mother and Lord Arranmore were great friends, and she fancied that he was shutting himself up too much.

But I have enjoyed it very much indeed." He looked at her curiously.

He was trying to appreciate what a life of refined pleasure which she must live would really be like--how satisfying--whether its limitations ever asserted themselves.

Sybil was a more than ordinarily pretty girl, but her face was as smooth as a child's.

The Joie de vivre seemed to be always in her eyes.