Or it might have been
her wavy hair. Or even just that pointed chin stuck out a little,
resentful and not particularly distinguished, doing away with the
mysterious aloofness of her fragile presence. But any way at a given
moment Anthony must have suddenly _seen_ the girl. And then, that
something had happened to him. Perhaps nothing more than the thought
coming into his head that this was "a possible woman."
Followed this waylaying! Its resolute character makes me think it was
the chin's doing; that "common mortal" touch which stands in such good
stead to some women. Because men, I mean really masculine men, those
whose generations have evolved an ideal woman, are often very timid. Who
wouldn't be before the ideal? It's your sentimental trifler, who has
just missed being nothing at all, who is enterprising, simply because it
is easy to appear enterprising when one does not mean to put one's belief
to the test.
Well, whatever it was that encouraged him, Captain Anthony stuck to Flora
de Barral in a manner which in a timid man might have been called heroic
if it had not been so simple.
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