"It isn't as if you wished to be nasty about him, is it ?--because I know you like him yourself.

You're so wonderful to your friends"-- oh she could let him see that she knew!--"and in such different and exquisite ways.

There are those like HIM"-- she signified her other visitor--"who get everything out of you and whom you really appear fond of, or at least to put up with, just FOR that.

Then there are those who ask nothing--and whom you're fond of in spite of it." Mitchy leaned back from this, fist within fist, watching her with a certain disguised emotion.

He grinned almost too much for mere amusement.