It is a case of mutual repulsion.

We were enemies at first sight.

Then she is jealous of me--of my influence with her husband.

She is provoked that she can not fathom the mystery of my belongings, and she thinks, I know, I am Mr.Walraven's daughter, _sub rosa_; and, to cap the climax, I won't marry her cousin, Doctor Oleander." "You seem to dislike Doctor Oleander very much ?" "I do," said Mollie, pithily.

"I'd give him and the handsome Blanche a dose of strychnine each, with all the pleasure in life, if it wasn't a hanging matter.