"- Exquisite contrast, Miss Kennedy said.
When all agog Miss Douce said eagerly:
- Look at the fellow in the tall silk.
- Who? Where? gold asked more eagerly.
- In the second carriage, Miss Douce's wet lips said, laughing in the sun. He's looking. Mind till I see.
She darted, bronze, to the backmost corner, flattening her face against the pane in a halo of hurried breath." (U12.68)