He tried to laugh again, but he felt rather too serious, and after a moment's hesitation his seriousness explained itself.

"I hope you don't encourage him," he said.

"He must not be inconstant to poor Lizzie." "To your sister ?" "You know they are decidedly intimate," said Acton.
"Ah," cried Eugenia, smiling, "has she--has she"-- "I don't know," Acton interrupted, "what she has.

But I always supposed that Clifford had a desire to make himself agreeable to her." "Ah, par exemple!" the Baroness went on.

"The little monster! The next time he becomes sentimental I will him tell that he ought to be ashamed of himself." Acton was silent a moment.