Why he was glad he did not profess to know or even to ask himself.

Coarsely speaking, it might be because she was one of the handsomest young women he had ever chanced to meet with, and while her youth was apparent in the rich red of her mouth, the mass of her thick, soft hair and the splendid blue of her eyes, there spoke in every line of face and pose something intensely more interesting and compelling than girlhood.

Also, since the night they had come together on the ship's deck for an appalling moment, he had liked her better and rebelled less against the unnatural wealth she represented.

He led her first to the wood from which she had seen him emerge.
"I will show you this first," he explained.

"Keep your eyes on the ground until I tell you to raise them." Odd as this was, she obeyed, and her lowered glance showed her that she was being guided along a narrow path between trees.