1 And this was precisely what Miss Bart had done.
2 The train swayed again, almost flinging Miss Bart into his arms.
3 It was not that Miss Bart was afraid of losing her newly-acquired hold over Mr. Gryce.
4 Miss Bart shrank from it slightly, and then flung herself into precipitate explanations.
5 Miss Bart caught the startled glance of Mr. Percy Gryce, whose own lips were never defiled by tobacco.
6 In the afternoon rush of the Grand Central Station his eyes had been refreshed by the sight of Miss Lily Bart.
7 The woman, without answering, pushed her pail aside, and continued to stare as Miss Bart swept by with a murmur of silken linings.
8 One or two persons, in brushing past them, lingered to look; for Miss Bart was a figure to arrest even the suburban traveller rushing to his last train.
9 Most timidities have such secret compensations, and Miss Bart was discerning enough to know that the inner vanity is generally in proportion to the outer self-depreciation.
10 She was smaller and thinner than Lily Bart, with a restless pliability of pose, as if she could have been crumpled up and run through a ring, like the sinuous draperies she affected.
11 As a spectator, he had always enjoyed Lily Bart; and his course lay so far out of her orbit that it amused him to be drawn for a moment into the sudden intimacy which her proposal implied.
12 But Miss Bart, it appeared, really did want to know about Americana; and moreover, she was already sufficiently informed to make the task of farther instruction as easy as it was agreeable.
13 But the mere thought of that other woman, who could take a man up and toss him aside as she willed, without having to regard him as a possible factor in her plans, filled Lily Bart with envy.
14 He had his race's accuracy in the appraisal of values, and to be seen walking down the platform at the crowded afternoon hour in the company of Miss Lily Bart would have been money in his pocket, as he might himself have phrased it.
15 He felt the confused titillation with which the lower organisms welcome the gratification of their needs, and all his senses floundered in a vague well-being, through which Miss Bart's personality was dimly but pleasantly perceptible.
16 There was nothing new about Lily Bart, yet he could never see her without a faint movement of interest: it was characteristic of her that she always roused speculation, that her simplest acts seemed the result of far-reaching intentions.
17 Miss Bart had the gift of following an undercurrent of thought while she appeared to be sailing on the surface of conversation; and in this case her mental excursion took the form of a rapid survey of Mr. Percy Gryce's future as combined with her own.
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