'To make up for lost time in Catholic Portugal!' she explained it to the household.
On the morning after Miss Current had come to shape the party, most of the inmates of Beckley Court being at breakfast, Rose gave a lead to the conversation.
'Aunt Bel! I want to ask you something.

We've been making bets about you.

Now, answer honestly, we're all friends.

Why did you refuse all your offers ?' 'Quite simple, child,' replied the unabashed ex-beauty.
'A matter of taste.

I liked twenty shillings better than a sovereign.' Rose looked puzzled, but the men laughed, and Rose exclaimed: 'Now I see! How stupid I am! You mean, you may have friends when you are not married.