He had a confused sense that she must have cost a great deal to make, that a great many dull and ugly people must, in some mysterious way, have been sacrificed to produce her.
Beauty (was)a gift which, in the eyes of New York, justified every success, and excused a certain number of failings.
He had come on her that morning in a moment of disarray; her face had been pale and altered, and the diminution of her beauty had lent her a poignant charm. That is how she looks when she is alone! Had been his first thought; and the second was to note in her the change which his coming produced.