Sybil Crawley

“It isn’t a usual topic of conversation for me, either,” Combeferre said with another small laugh, glad she wasn’t too horrified. Though used to treating women with reserved politeness - certainly none of the boldness that Courfeyrac or Bahorel might - he was keenly aware that Sybil was of a different caliber than the usual company he kept. “I am really quite enamored with electric lights myself. My eyes do, too, I suspect.” He absently fiddled with his spectacles.