And you'll never be the least like any one else." He meant that to be the first open declaration of his own particular discovery of her, but he was aware that his sentence could have more than one interpretation.
Uncomfortably conscious then of his sister's regard of them, he looked up and said: "Amy, Miss Cardinal's been telling me how confusing London is to her.
You've got as good an idea of London as any one in the world.

You should take her to one or two places and show her things." Amy Warlock, every line of her stiff body firing at them both her hostility, answered: "Oh, I don't think Miss Cardinal would care for me as a guide.

_I_ shouldn't be able to show her interesting things.

We have scarcely, I should fancy, enough in common.

Miss Cardinal's interests are, I imagine, very different from my own." The tone, the words, fell into the sudden silence like a lighted match into water.