"Poor John! I see his second fiasco.
Lavender crystals, please!" Eileen caught her lip in mortification.

She had not intended to say what she thought.
"Well, you can't claim," she hurried on to cover her confusion, "that it was not an ill-bred, common trick for her to take possession of a man of my party, and utterly ignore me.

She has everything on earth that I want; she treats me like a dog, and she could give me a glorious time by merely nodding her head." "I am quite sure you are mistaken," said Linda.

"From what I've heard of her, she wouldn't mistreat anyone.

Very probably what she does is merely to feel that she is not acquainted with you.