What she meant was not so clear.
All this was going on, and Lady Jocelyn was simply amused, and sat as at a play.
'She seems to have stepped out of a book of French memoirs,' said her ladyship.

'La vie galante et devote--voila la Comtesse.' In contradistinction to the other ladies, she did not detest the Countess because she could not like her.
'Where 's the harm in her ?' she asked.

'She doesn't damage the men, that I can see.

And a person you can laugh at and with, is inexhaustible.' 'And how long is she to stay here ?' Mrs.Shorne inquired.

Mrs.Melville remarking: 'Her visit appears to be inexhaustible.' 'I suppose she'll stay till the Election business is over,' said Lady Jocelyn.
The Countess had just driven with Melville to Fallow field in Caroline's black lace shawl.
'Upwards of four weeks longer!' Mrs.Melville interjected.
Lady Jocelyn chuckled.
Miss Carrington was present.