He counted so slowly that towards the end she seemed to become a little impatient.
"That is quite all right," she said.

"It was very kind of you to trouble." She spoke very correct English with the slightest of foreign accents.

He looked once more into her eyes.
"It was a pleasure," he declared.
She smiled faintly, an act of graciousness which absolutely turned his head.

With her hand full of plaques, she moved away and found a place a little lower down the table.

Richard fought with his first instinct and conquered it.