It seemed almost as if she wished to attract their notice.

He hesitated to admit it, for he profoundly esteemed the girl, but there were even moments when, in technical language, she actually seemed to "vamp" these creatures who thronged about her to profess for her jams and jellies an interest he was sure they did not feel.
He wondered if Baird had made it plain to her that she was a very innocent little country girl who should be unpleasantly affected by these advances.

The scene he watched shot where the little sister climbed back into the motor car, leered at by the four New York club-men, he thought especially distasteful.

Surely the skirt of her print dress was already short enough.

She needed not to lift it under this evil regard as she put her foot up to the step.
It was on the porch of the hotel, too, that he was to have his first scene with the New York society girl whose hand he won.