..and personality; no doubt of
that."
Gora would far rather he had told her she was pretty and irresistible, but
she thrilled to his praise, nevertheless. It was the first compliment she
had ever received from any man but the commonplace and unimportant friends
her brother had brought home occasionally before he had been introduced to
society; he took good care to bring home none of his new friends.
Her heart leapt toward this exalted young Englishman, who might have
stepped direct from one of the novels of his land and class...even the
stern and anxious moderns who had made England's middle-class the fashion,
occasionally drew a well-bred and attractive man from life....She turned to
him with a smile that banished the somber ironic expression of her face,
illuminating it as if the drooping spirit within had suddenly lit a torch
and held it behind those strange pale eyes.
"I'll tell you what I've never told any one--but my teacher; I've taken
lessons with him for a year. He is an instructor in the technique of the
short story, and has turned out quite a few successful magazine writers. He
believes that I have talent. I have been studying over at the University to
the same end--English, biology, psychology, sociology. I'm determined not
to start as a raw amateur. Oh! Perhaps I have made a mistake in telling
you. You may be one of those men that are repelled by intellectual women!"
"Not a bit of it.
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