Jonah had his own opinion of this malady, but he admitted to himself that she would never enter a crowd or a crush.
The result of her pleading for Paasch had put her in a high good humour.

It was the first certain proof of her power over Jonah, and she chattered gaily.

She had risen in her own esteem.

But presently, to her surprise, Jonah took some papers from his pocket and frowned over them.
"It's very impolite to read in other people's company," she remarked, with a sudden coolness.
"I beg yer pardon," said Jonah, starting suddenly, as if a whip had touched him.

She never failed to reprove him for any lapse in manners, and Jonah winced without resentment.
"I thought this might interest yer," he continued.