She talked with her usual smile, leaning back in her chair and looking round the room.
"You've made a very good impression, and I've seen for myself that you've received one.

You've not come to Mrs.Touchett's seven times to oblige me." "The girl's not disagreeable," Osmond quietly conceded.
Madame Merle dropped her eye on him a moment, during which her lips closed with a certain firmness.

"Is that all you can find to say about that fine creature ?" "All?
Isn't it enough?
Of how many people have you heard me say more ?" She made no answer to this, but still presented her talkative grace to the room.

"You're unfathomable," she murmured at last.

"I'm frightened at the abyss into which I shall have cast her." He took it almost gaily.