This is your modern young woman, my dear--typical, I should think." Miss Raeburn turned her buttonhole in fine style, and at lightning speed, to show the coolness of her mind, then with a rattling of all her lockets, looked up and waited for Lady Winterbourne's reflections.
"She has often talked to me of these people--the Hurds," said Lady Winterbourne, slowly.

"She has always made special friends with them.
Don't you remember she told us about them that day she first came back to lunch ?" "Of course I remember! That day she lectured Maxwell, at first sight, on his duties.

She began well.

As for these people," said Miss Raeburn, more slowly, "one is, of course, sorry for the wife and children, though I am a good deal sorrier for Mrs.Westall, and poor, poor Mrs.Dynes.
The whole affair has so upset Maxwell and me, we have hardly been able to eat or sleep since.

I thought it made Maxwell look dreadfully old this morning, and with all that he has got before him too! I shall insist on sending for Clarke to-morrow morning if he does not have a better night.