The Financier

lacked in a great measure the two things that are necessary for distinction in any field—magnetism and vision

flustered—this last manifested in a nervous swinging of her

e lacked in a great measure

he had anticipated it so long that the charm of it had been discounted to a certain extent.

How little all else mattered where he was concerned.

The strongest have their hours of depression.

Her smile was something like a hat or belt or ornament which one puts on or off at will.

People think what you want them to think.

Those large, clear gray eyes were full of intelligence. They indicated much and revealed nothing.

He was not destined to be a great financier, though he was marked out to be a moderately successful one.