Anna Chapin Ray

“ Now and then Wade walked in upon him at the hospital, and sat talking for an hour; but the daylight hours of a man on the staff of an evening paper are too precious for much idling; and, for the most part, their friendship grew by artificial light and by way of the Stayre front door. And, as the weeks went by, Rob Argyle was conscious of an increasing liking for Sidney, an increasing wish to get her wholesome point of view in regard to whatever questions might arise, an increasing desire that she and Day might meet. ”

“ Her hair was brown, her eyes were gray, and her features lacked regularity. None the less, she was alert, genial and full of a subtle suggestion of being a good and loyal comrade. For the rest, she had pretty feet, she was graceful, and her simple brown frock, relieved here and there with dashes of vivid gold, seemed as characteristic of her whole personality as did her strong and quiet hands.
"Tell me about Ronald," she said at once. "He writes to me, of course; but his letters tell so little." ”

“ However, for some reason, Rob liked her intrepidity. He was even conscious of a sneaking wish that the day might come when Sidney Stayre would take up the cudgels for himself in that same valiant fashion.
"The sort that gets on with girls better than—"
But she interrupted him in the midst of his phrase.
"He isn't. Ask my cousin. Ronald isn't ladylike; it is only that he is so different from our boys that we have to get used to him. Once you know him, you'll see the good stuff in him. ”