“Oh, you really mean that, do you?” said Jack. “You know she was exceedingly dubious of me this morning.”
“Well, I am not now,” said Jane. “I know you better, you see.”
“Thank God,” said Jack fervently. “The day has not been lost. You will be sure to come again to see me,” he added as Jane said good-bye.
“Yes, indeed, you may be quite sure of that,” replied Jane, smiling brightly back at him as she left the room with Nora.
“What a pity she is so plain,” said Mrs. Waring-Gaunt when she had returned from seeing Jane on her way with Nora and Mr. Wakeham.
“My dear Sybil, you waste your pity,” said her brother. “That young lady is so attractive that one forgets whether she is plain or not. I can't quite explain her fascination for me. There's perfect sincerity to begin with. She is never posing. And perfect simplicity. And besides that she is so intellectually keen, she keeps one alive.”
“I just love her,” said Kathleen. “She has such a good heart.”
“You have said it,” said Mrs. Waring-Gaunt, “and that is why Jane will never lose her charm.”