"Go on." "And his wife got someone to spy on him, and they found out he was meeting Eve, and she jumped out on them when they were walking somewhere together, and told Eve everything.

He wasn't living with his wife, and hasn't been for a long time." "What's his position ?" "He's in business, and seems to have lots of money; but I don't exactly know what it is he does." "You are afraid, then, that Eve is being drawn back to him ?" "I feel sure she is--and it's dreadful." "What I should like to know," said Hilliard, harshly, "is whether she really cares for him, or only for his money." "Oh! How horrid you are! I never thought you could say such a thing!" "Perhaps you didn't.

All the same, it's a question.

I don't pretend to understand Eve Madeley, and I'm afraid you are just as far from knowing her." "I don't know her?
Why, what are you talking about, Mr.Hilliard ?" "What do you think of her, then?
Is she a good-hearted girl or----" "Or what?
Of course she's good-hearted.

The things that men do say! They seem to be all alike." "Women are so far from being all alike that one may think she understands another, and be utterly deceived.