But I got into a scrape with the Wigrams.

I expect that you would think, Mrs.Meadows--perhaps most people would think, as of course her father did--that I once treated Miss Wigram unkindly!" "Oh, what does it matter ?" cried Doris, hastily,--"what _does_ it matter?
She wants to help--she's sorry for you.

You should _see_ that woman! It would be too awful if your son was tied to her for life!" She sat up straight, all her soul in her eyes and in her pleasant face.
There was a pause.

Then Lady Dunstable, whose expression had changed, came a little nearer to her.
"And you--I wonder why you took all this trouble ?" Doris said nothing.

She fell back slowly in her chair, looking at the tall woman standing over her.