Phil tried to find words of acceptance adequate to the offer.
"The favour is really on my side; it's an opportunity," she pursued.
He was conscious that she was looking intently at his profile, and when he glanced toward her she lowered her long lashes and raised her hand to brush back a strand of hair which was really not much out of place. Then she looked back at him thoughtfully, as one who had been engrossed in a problem.
"I'm not sure but a profile one would be better," she said.
"I thought we had settled that point," he parried.
"It would make you different from the ancestor."
"That's an advantage, but——"
"Well——"
"Can't you make it full face? The ancestor's not quite that."
They had stopped and were looking directly at each other in the enjoyment of this verbal fencing.