She relieved to a great extent the monotony of unquestioned propriety.

It would have been horribly dull if there had been no woman in the Zenith Club who furnished an excuse for the other members' gossip.
Leila MacDonald, so carefully dressed and brushed and washed, and so free from defects that she was rather irritating, began to sing, then people listened.

Karl von Rosen listened.

She really had a voice which always surprised and charmed with the first notes, then ceased to charm.

Leila MacDonald was as a good canary bird, born to sing, and dutifully singing, but without the slightest comprehension of her song.