Silence is cunning. Silence can wax with mystery or fall in soothing waves. We find our heroine netted in thought, fitted in classic staples impeccably crafted. Time-honored pinned stripes, perfectly slouched trousers, finishing in leather bound oxfords. She may spend her day in the stacks of Oxford or a cafe cooling her heels with Bordeaux. We absorb her subtle bewilderment with pleasure.