"She's no worse off than she ever was.

Rather better, I think." "Life isn't the same for her since she was in Paris," said Eve, with peculiar softness.
"Well, perhaps it improved her." "Oh, it certainly did! But it gave her a feeling of discontent for the old life and the people about her." "A good many of us have to suffer that.

She's nothing like as badly off as you are, my dear girl." Eve coloured, and kept silence.
"We shall hear of her getting married before long," resumed the other.
"She told me herself that marriage was the scourge of music-shops--it carries off their young women at such a rate." "She told you that?
It was in one of your long talks together in London?
Patty and you got on capitally together.

It was very natural she shouldn't care much for men like Mr.Dally afterwards." Hilliard puzzled over this remark, and was on the point of making some impatient reply, but discretion restrained him.

He turned to Eve's own affairs, questioned her closely about her life in the tradesman's house, and so their conversation followed a smoother course.