"It has doubtless already occurred to you that, since your sentiment for the living is the charming fruit of your sentiment for the dead, there would be a sacrifice to Lady Julia's memory more exquisite than any other." At this finally Mr.Longdon turned.

"The effort--on the lines you speak of--for Nanda's happiness ?" She fairly glowed with hope.

"And by the same token such a piece of poetic justice! Quite the loveliest it would be, I think, one had ever heard of." So, for some time more, they sat confronted.

"I don't quite see your difficulty," he said at last.

"I do happen to know, I confess, that Nanda herself extremely desires the execution of your project." His friend's smile betrayed no surprise at this effect of her eloquence.
"You're bad at dodging.