It is you." "Well, what did I begin to quarrel about ?" "About Agatha Wylie." "Oh, pardon me, Hetty; I certainly did not begin to quarrel about her.

I am very fond of her--more so, it appears, than she is of me.

One moment, Hetty, before you recommence your reproaches.

Why do you dislike my saying pretty things to Agatha ?" Henrietta hesitated, and said: "Because you have no right to.

It shows how little you care for me." "It has nothing to do with you.