Margaret never wore shirtwaists,--she understood that she was too short unless she combined a white skirt with a waist.
Margaret would have broken a commandment with less hesitation than she would have broken the line of her graceful little figure with two violently contrasting colours.

Mrs.Sturtevant in a grey skirt and an elaborate white waist, which emphasised her large bust, looked ridiculous beside this fair, elegant little Margaret, although her clothes had in reality cost more.

Wilbur watched his wife as she talked sweetly with the other woman, and his heart swelled with the pride of possession.

When they were on the train and he sat by himself in the smoker, having left Margaret with Mrs.Sturtevant, his heart continued to feel warm with elation.

He waited to assist his wife off the train at Jersey City and realised it a trial that he could not cross the river on the same ferry.