Tell me, do you like me in this ?" she slipped the wrap she wore from her shoulders, and stood before him, gowned in the simple, gray dress of a Quaker Maid.

Deliberately, she turned her beautiful self about for his critical inspection.

Moving to and fro, sitting, half-reclining, standing--in various graceful poses she invited, challenged, dared, his closest attention--professional attention, of course--to every curve and detail.
In spite of its simplicity of color and line, the gown still bore the unmistakable stamp of the wearer's world.

The severity of line was subtly made to emphasize the voluptuousness of the body that was covered but not hidden.

The quiet color was made to accentuate the flesh the dress concealed only to reveal.