She twisted her shoulders.
"Oh, I suppose so," she said; "but I do so hate to be scolded about the way I bring up Mathilde." "Or about anything else, my dear." "I don't hate to be scolded by you," she returned.

"In fact, I sometimes get a sort of servile enjoyment from it.

Besides," she went on, "as a matter of fact, I bring Mathilde up particularly well, quite unlike these wild young women I see everywhere else.

She tells me everything, and I have perfectly the power of making her hate any one I disapprove of.

But you'll try and find out something about this young man, won't you, Vin ?" "We'll have a full report on him to-morrow.