She did not relax her head, but she did relax her body, and the result, as she was aware, would be beautifying.
Still as her head remained, she allowed no lines of disturbance to appear upon her face, and for that matter, no lines of joy.

Secretly she did not approve of smiles, more than she approved of tears.

Both of them, she knew, tended to leave traces, and other people, especially other women, did not discriminate between the traces of tears and smiles.

Therefore, lying with her slim graceful body stretched out at full length upon her couch, Margaret Edes' face was as absolutely devoid of expression as a human face could well be, and this although she was thinking rather strenuously.

She had not been pleased with the impression which Mrs.Sarah Joy Snyder had made upon the Zenith Club, because Mrs.Slade, and not she, had been instrumental in securing her valuable services.