Chapter 6

"It seems to do very well," he assured her, with a glance at the shoulder. It was such a tiny shoulder, yet well rounded with exquisite flesh. And the red curl happened to droop on the side of the neck toward him. The astonishing contrast between her little head, slightly ruffled because she could never make the crisp hair lie down, and the heads all about her, so perfectly groomed that they seemed not quite real, pleased him. He was conscious for a moment of an extraordinary wish to touch the red curl. It must tak…