"Democracy there is confined to politics.

In other respects, our class prejudices are far more rigid than yours.

But then I see a great change in this country since I was here as a student." "You have lost your affection for it, perhaps ?" she ventured, looking at him through half-closed eyes.
"On the contrary," he assured her, "my gratitude towards her was never so great as at this moment.

Your country has given me nothing I prize so much, Lady Maggie, as my knowledge of you." She looked away from his very earnest eyes, and the light retort died away upon her lips.

The men and women whom she watched so steadfastly seemed like puppets, the flowers artificial, the music unreal.