1 Lily stiffened under the pleasantry.
2 But Lily's methods were more delicate.
3 Lily felt herself flushing under the look.
4 Hitherto Lily had been undisturbed by scruples.
5 Lily sank with a sigh into one of the shabby leather chairs.
6 Lily's eye brightened, and a faint smile relaxed the drawn lines of her mouth.
7 "I beg your pardon," said Lily, intending by her politeness to convey a criticism of the other's manner.
8 In the afternoon rush of the Grand Central Station his eyes had been refreshed by the sight of Miss Lily Bart.
9 But at this point one or two belated passengers from the last station forced their way into the carriage, and Lily had to retreat to her seat.
10 Her own stout person and its surrounding implements took up so much room that Lily, to pass her, had to gather up her skirts and brush against the wall.
11 Lily was sure that within twenty-four hours the story of her visiting her dress-maker at the Benedick would be in active circulation among Mr. Rosedale's acquaintances.
12 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.
13 Lily, however, knew all about them: young Mr. Gryce's arrival had fluttered the maternal breasts of New York, and when a girl has no mother to palpitate for her she must needs be on the alert for herself.
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 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.
16 Lily, with the flavour of Selden's caravan tea on her lips, had no great fancy to drown it in the railway brew which seemed such nectar to her companion; but, rightly judging that one of the charms of tea is the fact of drinking it together, she proceeded to give the last touch to Mr. Gryce's enjoyment by smiling at him across her lifted cup.
17 Lily, therefore, had not only contrived to put herself in the young man's way, but had made the acquaintance of Mrs. Gryce, a monumental woman with the voice of a pulpit orator and a mind preoccupied with the iniquities of her servants, who came sometimes to sit with Mrs. Peniston and learn from that lady how she managed to prevent the kitchen-maid's smuggling groceries out of the house.
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