I couldn't of course see the thing in detail, but I could see them make somebody's fortune--I don't mean their own.

There was something in them for a waistcoat-maker, an hotel-keeper or a soap-vendor.

I could imagine "We always use it" pinned on their bosoms with the greatest effect; I had a vision of the brilliancy with which they would launch a table d'hote.
Mrs.Monarch sat still, not from pride but from shyness, and presently her husband said to her: "Get up, my dear, and show how smart you are." She obeyed, but she had no need to get up to show it.

She walked to the end of the studio and then came back blushing, her fluttered eyes on the partner of her appeal.

I was reminded of an incident I had accidentally had a glimpse of in Paris--being with a friend there, a dramatist about to produce a play, when an actress came to him to ask to be entrusted with a part.