That was the fly in the ointment.

It was an affront to her beauty, and she was still beautiful.

She was unctuously full-bodied, not quite so tall as Aileen, not really as large, but rounder and plumper, softer and more seductive.

Physically she was not well set up, so vigorous; but her eyes and mouth and the roving character of her mind held a strange lure.

Mentally she was much more aware than Aileen, much more precise in her knowledge of art, music, literature, and current events; and in the field of romance she was much more vague and alluring.