Morgan, with the air of one who feels herself abundantly possessed of that qualification.
But Nancy laughed.
'You may depend upon it, Mr.Tarrant doesn't think so.' 'He calls himself a democrat.' 'And talks like one: doesn't he ?' 'Oh! that's only his way, I think.

He doesn't really mean to be haughty, and--and so on.' 'I wish I knew if he had any connection with Tarrant's blacklead,' said Miss.

Lord mischievously.
'Why not ask him ?' They laughed merrily, Jessica's thin note contrasting with the mellow timbre of her friend's voice.
'I will some day.' 'You would never dare to!' 'I daren't?
Then I will!' 'It would be dreadfully rude.' 'I don't mind being thought rude,' replied Nancy, with a movement of the head, 'if it teaches people that I consider myself as good as they are.' 'Well, will you come to-morrow ?' 'Ye-es; if you'll go somewhere else with me in the evening.' 'Where to ?' 'To walk about the streets after dark, and see the crowds and the illuminations.' Nancy uttered this with a sly mirthfulness.

Her friend was astonished.
'Nonsense! you don't mean it.' 'I do.

I want to go for the fun of the thing.