And she had actually begun.
"That is practical," he commented.
"It is really interesting.

Why should a young woman turn her attention to repairs?
If it had been her father--the omnipotent Mr.
Vanderpoel--who had appeared, one would not have wondered at such practical activity.

But a young lady--with remarkable eyelashes!" His elbows were on the arm of his chair, and he had placed the tips of his fingers together, wearing an expression of such absorbed contemplation that Mount Dunstan laughed again.
"You look quite dreamy over it," he said.
"It allures me.

Unknown quantities in character always allure me.
I should like to know her.

A community like this is made up of the absolutely known quantity--of types repeating themselves through centuries.