Her father's returning step put an end to this; but from this point on ascent or descent to a perfect understanding was easily made.
In the matter of Florence Cochrane, the daughter of Aymar Cochrane, the president of the Chicago West Division Company--a second affair of the period--the approach was only slightly different, the result the same.
This girl, to furnish only a brief impression, was a blonde of a different type from Cecily--delicate, picturesque, dreamy.

She was mildly intellectual at this time, engaged in reading Marlowe and Jonson; and Cowperwood, busy in the matter of the West Chicago Street Railway, and conferring with her father, was conceived by her as a great personage of the Elizabethan order.

In a tentative way she was in revolt against an apple-pie order of existence which was being forced upon her.

Cowperwood recognized the mood, trifled with her spiritedly, looked into her eyes, and found the response he wanted.

Neither old Aymar Cochrane nor his impeccably respectable wife ever discovered.
Subsequently Aileen, reflecting upon these latest developments, was from one point of view actually pleased or eased.