But the varied expressions that pass across her face while you are discussing with her the disadvantages of Protection, bewilder you.

When, explaining your own difficulty in arriving at a conclusion, you remark that Great Britain is an island, she roguishly shakes her head.

It is not that she has forgotten her geography, it is that she is conducting a conversation by signs with a lady at the other end of the room.

When you observe that the working classes must be fed, she smiles archly while murmuring: "Oh, do you really think so ?" You are about to say something strong on the subject of dumping.
Apparently she has disappeared.

You find that she is reaching round behind you to tap a new arrival with her fan.
She has the Art of Listening.
Now, the American girl looks at you, and just listens to you with her eyes fixed on you all the time.