He stood very still, while he seemed deeply thoughtful.
"Of course you were free to follow your inclinations, or Eileen's machinations, whichever you did follow," Linda said lightly, "but 'them as knows' could tell you, John, as Katy so well puts it, that you have made the mistake of your young life." Then she turned and went to the garage, leaving John to his visit with Eileen.
The Eileen who took possession of John was an Eileen with whom he was not acquainted.

He had known, the night of the dinner party, that Eileen was pouting, but there had been no chance to learn from her what her grievance was, and by the next time they met she was a bundle of flashing allurement, so he ignored the occurrence.

This evening, for the first time, it seemed to him that Eileen was not so beautiful a woman as he had thought her.

Something had roiled the blood in her delicate veins until it had muddied the clear freshness of her smooth satiny skin.
There was discontent in her eyes, which were her most convincing attraction.

They were big eyes, wide open and candid.