The test might come on some trivial thing, like this matter of Lord Donald.

Well,--she must be content to "find quarrel in a straw, where honour is at stake." Yet, of course, her guardian was bound to resist.

The fight between her will and his was natural and necessary.

It was the clash of two generations, two views of life.

She was not merely the wilful and insubordinate girl she would have been before the war; she saw herself, at any rate, as something much more interesting.