"How ?" He paused, not because he found it difficult to talk to this woman, but because he was thinking of something.
"I have read or heard somewhere of a steel gauntlet beneath a velvet glove." "Yes." "That describes Meredith.

He is not the man I took him for.

He is so wonderfully polite and gentle and pleasant.

Not the qualities that make a good leader for an African exploring expedition--eh ?" Jocelyn gave a strange little laugh, which included, among other things, a subtle intimation that she rather liked Guy Oscard.

Women do convey these small meanings sometimes, but one finds that they do not intend them to be acted upon.
"And he has kept well all the time ?" she asked softly.