"Did you ever study art ?" he asked.
"No." "And you never studied acting ?" "No." She shook her head in a slow, sad, enticing way.

The black hair concealing her ears moved him strangely.
"I know the art of your stage work is real, and you have a natural art which I just seem to see.

What has been the matter with me, anyhow ?" "Oh no," she sighed.

"It seems to me that I merely play at everything.
I could cry sometimes when I think how I go on." "At twenty ?" "That is old enough," she smiled, archly.
"Stephanie," he asked, cautiously, "how old are you, exactly ?" "I will be twenty-one in April," she answered.
"Have your parents been very strict with you ?" She shook her head dreamily.

"No; what makes you ask?
They haven't paid very much attention to me.