“To whom?” She finished the broken enigma for him.
“To those who look upon it,” he evaded.
“And who was the woman, Noll?”
He smiled:
“Well, to be frank, I would rather not say—it would sound rather fulsome.”
She laughed, and reddened:
“I think most people, men and women, think they are good-looking—I think handsome people have pleasure in their good looks.... I have.... But it does not bring me the glow that looking at you gives me.” She put her hand upon her bosom.
“Miss Judith!”
“Any more wonders to unravel?” she asked.
“No,” he said—“I think we had better not wonder too deeply.”