While she considered about what it would be pretty to say, her hostess went on: "I suppose she is a little conceited and spoiled.

She is certainly exceedingly pretty and clever." It was much more difficult now for Phyllis to make her amiable speech; yet she had not the least idea that she was a jealous or an envious girl.

She always felt so good, and everybody said she was so.

Jealous people are always making disturbance.

Therefore it was quite impossible that Phyllis could be jealous.
"I will go and speak to her," she said to the lady of the house, and crossed the room to where Hetty sat, looking unhappy.
"Hetty," said Phyllis, "I think you ought to do as you are asked.