Those fortunate little fingers seemed translated into something rosily better and apart from herself.

And brow and ears and eyes and cheeks and lips went envying those lucky fingers; and in the end the lips crept upon them and kissed them for having been kissed; perhaps with vague thoughts of robbing them of some portion of the blissful wealth wherewith they had been invested.

Richard, being male, for his part thought the less about it, and went simply meditating future sweet aggressions.

And that shows the difference between a man and a maid.
Richard, feeding his love with thoughts of Dorothy and his vanity with ink, and thereby gaining two mighty reasons for living, began to keep earlier hours.

He turned out at nine o'clock instead of eleven and twelve, hours which had formerly matched his languid fancy.