But she did not show any modesty.

Her short skirt came above her bare knees, and she did not try to hide them from Lane's sight.

At fifteen, like his sister Lorna, this girl had the development of a young woman.

She breathed health, and something elusive that Lane could not catch.

If it had not been for her apparent lack of shame, and her rouged lips and cheeks, and her plucked eyebrows, she would have been exceedingly alluring.