Sallie, he knew, was a friend of the shy, golden-haired sister.
He was a sensitive man, and did not realize that others were sometimes as shy as himself.
Such, in truth, was too often the habit of the shy and musing girl.
Frederica looked so shy, so confused, when we entered the room, that I felt for her exceedingly.
Her lids had dropped; she looked very slim, and young, ...