Yes, to be sure, this is Miss Forrest of whom I told you last night." As the Captain was looking at Ann and not seeming overpowered with amazement, looking, on the other hand, as though seeing something rarely good to look at, Katie had the courage to look too.

And at what she saw her heart swelled quite as the heart of the mother swells when the child speaks his piece unstutteringly.

Ann was _doing_ it!--rising to the occasion--meeting the situation.

Then she had other qualities no less valuable than looking Florentine.

That thing of _doing_ it was a thing that had always commanded the affectionate admiration of Katie Jones.
It was not what Ann did so much as her effective manner of doing nothing.
One would not say she lacked assurance; one would put it the other way--that she seemed shy.