I don't mean to say I've cared for nothing; but the things I've cared for have been definite--limited.

The events of my life have been absolutely unperceived by any one save myself; getting an old silver crucifix at a bargain (I've never bought anything dear, of course), or discovering, as I once did, a sketch by Correggio on a panel daubed over by some inspired idiot." This would have been rather a dry account of Mr.Osmond's career if Isabel had fully believed it; but her imagination supplied the human element which she was sure had not been wanting.

His life had been mingled with other lives more than he admitted; naturally she couldn't expect him to enter into this.

For the present she abstained from provoking further revelations; to intimate that he had not told her everything would be more familiar and less considerate than she now desired to be--would in fact be uproariously vulgar.

He had certainly told her quite enough.