Mr.Quintin Manx, and he had one day dined with her; and he knew Mrs.Warwick--a little, he said.

The opportunity was not lost to convey to him, entirely in the interest of sweet Constance Asper, that the moral world entertained a settled view of the very clever woman Mrs.
Warwick certainly was.

He had asked Diana, on their morning walk to the station, whether she had an enemy: so prone are men, educated by the Drama and Fiction in the belief that the garden of civilized life must be at the mercy of the old wild devourers, to fancy 'villain whispers' an indication of direct animosity.

Lady Wathin had no sentiment of the kind.
But she had become acquainted with the other side of the famous Dannisburgh case--the unfortunate plaintiff; and compassion as well as morality moved her to put on a speaking air when Mr.Warwick's name was mentioned.

She pictured him to the ladies of her circle as 'one of our true gentlemen in his deportment and his feelings.' He was, she would venture to say, her ideal of an English gentleman.