"Her poise, her unconsciousness, the winning simplicity of her manner were noticed everywhere" 307 "'Where do you keep those pretty models, Louis?' he demanded" 315 "'Your--profession--must be an exceedingly interesting one,' said Lily" 326 "It was a large, thick, dark book, and weighed nearly four pounds" 338 The Countess d'Enver 347 "'May I sit here with you until she arrives? I am Stephanie Swift'" 355 "'John, you don't look very well,' said Valerie" 359 "'It is very beautiful, Louis,' said his mother, with a smile of pride" 387 "'You are not happy, Louis'" 390 "'What have you been saying to your mother?' he asked" 404 "'If you'll place a lump of sugar on my nose, and say "when," I'll perform'" 409 "And what happier company for her than her thoughts--what tenderer companionship than her memories?" 413 "She prowled around the library, luxuriously, dipping into inviting volumes" 415 "'Miss West!' he exclaimed. 'How on earth did you ever find your way into my woods?'" 417 "'Dearest,' he whispered, putting his arm around her, 'you must come with us'" 427 "'Well, Louis, what do you know about this?'" 430 "The parrot greeted her, flapping his brilliant wings and shrieking from his perch" 449 "'And they--the majority of them--are, after all, just men'" 453 "His thoughts were mostly centred on Valerie" 458 "Ogilvy ... began a lively fencing bout with an imaginary adversary" 479 "Then Rita came silently on sandalled feet to stand behind him and look at what he had done" 483 "'You'd better understand, Kelly, that Rita Tevis is as well born as I am'" 491 "She knelt down beside the bed and ... said whatever prayer she had in mind" 507 "She was longer over her hair ... gathering it and bringing it under discipline" 510 "'Yes,' she said, 'it is really great'" 521 "'I am scared blue. That's why I'm holding on to your hand so desperately'" 531 THE COMMON LAW CHAPTER I There was a long, brisk, decisive ring at the door. He continued working. After an interval the bell rang again, briefly, as though the light touch on the electric button had lost its assurance. "Somebody's confidence has departed," he thought to himself, busy with a lead-weighted string and a stick of soft charcoal wrapped in silver foil. For a few moments he continued working, not inclined to trouble himself to answer the door, but the hesitating timidity of a third appeal amused him, and he walked out into the hallway and opened the door. In the dim light a departing figure turned from the stairway: "Do you wish a model?" she asked in an unsteady voice. "No," he said, vexed. "Then--I beg your pardon for disturbing you--" "Who gave you my name?" he demanded. "Why--nobody--" "Who sent you to me? Didn't anybody send you?" "No." "But how did you get in?" "I--walked in." There was a scarcely perceptible pause; then she turned away in the dim light of the corridor.