She talked to Ronald with a vivacity that was unusual, and
Joe herself was astonished at the brilliance of her conversation. She had
always thought Sybil very reserved, if not somewhat shy.
Perhaps Sybil pitied Ronald a little. He was very quiet in his manner,
though after the first few minutes he found himself talking much as usual.
True, he often looked at Joe, and then was silent; but then again he
looked at Sybil, and his tongue was unloosed. He was grateful after a
time, and he was also flattered. Besides, he could not help noticing that
his new acquaintance was extremely beautiful. His conscience smote him as
he realized that he was thinking of her appearance, and he immediately
quieted the qualm by saying that it was but natural admiration for an
artistic object. Ronald did not know much about artists and that sort of
people, but the expression formed itself conveniently in his mind.
The consequence was that he accepted an invitation to drive with the two
girls after luncheon, and when they left him at his hotel, a proceeding
against which he vehemently protested on the score of propriety, he
reluctantly acknowledged to himself that he had enjoyed the afternoon very
much.
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