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In all big cities there are self-contained groups that exist without intercommunication, small worlds within a greater world that lead their lives, their members dependent upon one another for companionship, as though they inhabited islands separate

In all big cities there are self-contained groups that exist without intercommunication, small worlds within a greater world that lead their lives, their members dependent upon one another for companionship, as though they inhabited islands separated from each other by an unnavigable strait. Of no city, in my experience, is this more true than of Paris.

Who could deny that Elliott, that arch-snob, was also the kindest, most considerate and generous of men?

“And you call yourself an English gentlemen,” she exclaimed, savagely.
“No, that’s a thing I’ve never done in all my life.”