Her life is the story of the invisible life of a beautiful and elegant girl and the presence of the round and square characters in her life. Some people whose ideas are always round; once they begin a sentence on any topic, things start on a roll and keep going, coming as twenty, fifty, hundred round ideas which running one after the other to the end of horizon. On the other hand, there are people with pointed ideas, the square ideas, with four symmetrical angles that lack movements. People with square character have flat and static behaviour verses people with round characters who have fully developed and dynamic character. Round characters are complex and undergo development, sometimes sufficiently enough to surprise the readers, but square character is two-dimensional that is uncomplicated and usually do not change throughout the course of life. In this story, when the narrator for the first time in his life looks at her, really takes a look at her, he is deeply surprised with the result. He cannot believe his eyes and he is thinking: "I was accustomed to seeing her in this house, just as one sees the armchair that he has been sitting on for a long time without ever having really noticing it. Just one day for some unknown reason, may be because a sunbeam falls on that chair, he says to himself: "such as remarkable chair" then he discovers that the wood was carved by a real artist and the fabric is a very expensive one." This is the way the narrator takes a notice of her invisible life and then he becomes obsessed to discover more. His mind is occupied to find a way to get more information about her. Both the process and the result come as a big surprise for him and he is wondering why on earth he has not paid any attention before. Narrator is fascinated by her appearance and character and asking himself the same question throughout the story: "how come that I have never studied her closely? Such a simple, natural, graceful and beautiful person! Her beautiful eyes, so wide, gentle that remained so naïve, full of little girl's surprise, with all youthful feelings and at the same time, the sadness have lodged in them and as the result making them tender, but unclouded. Her pretty face have been deemed, but not worn out or withered by life's strong emotions. She has very pretty mouth and teeth, but it seems that she does not dare to smile! Such a delicate and noble face and character she has!" He is totally dumbfounded by his observations. The narrator, the only guest out of family circle, changes the festive mood of the family by asking a single question and reminding them of what they were retaining in their souls "the way the lead is still contained in a closed-over gunshot wound". Then he keeps asking himself these questions: "was I right?" or "was I wrong?" But after contemplating he came to this result: "wouldn't they be happier now?" They can now feel that divine sensation of that rapture that gives them more happiness in one moment of joy than other people accumulate in their entire lives!