Pollyooly was at hand, and she was intelligent.

No later than the next morning he began to talk to her of Flossie--her beauty, her charm, her sympathetic nature, her womanliness, and her intelligence.
Pollyooly received his confidences with the utmost politeness.

She could not, indeed, follow him in his higher, finer flights; but she succeeded in keeping on her angel face an expression of sufficient appreciation to satisfy his unexacting mind.

It is to be feared that she did not really appreciate the splendour of the passion he displayed before her; it is even to be feared that she regarded it as no more than a further eccentricity in an eccentric nature.

She grew curious, however, to see the lady who had so enthralled him, and was, therefore, pleased when she suggested that she should relieve Mrs.Thomas of the housekeeping, that he accepted the suggestion and told her to procure, among other things, some flowers for the studio.
She found Flossie to be a fair, fluffy-haired, plump and pretty girl of twenty, entirely pleased with herself and the world.