I have not attempted an appeal to your feelings, Mrs.Warwick.' 'I thank you warmly, Lady Wathin, for what you have not done.' The aristocratic airs of Mrs.Warwick were annoying to Lady Wathin when she considered that they were borrowed, and that a pattern morality could regard the woman as ostracized: nor was it agreeable to be looked at through eyelashes under partially lifted brows.

She had come to appeal to the feelings of the wife; at any rate, to discover if she had some and was better than a wild adventuress.
'Our life below is short!' she said.

To which Diana tacitly assented.
'We have our little term, Mrs.Warwick.It is soon over.' 'On the other hand, the platitudes concerning it are eternal.' Lady Wathin closed her eyes, that the like effect might be produced on her ears.

'Ah! they are the truths.

But it is not my business to preach.
Permit me to say that I feel deeply for your husband.' 'I am glad of Mr.Warwick's having friends; and they are many, I hope.' 'They cannot behold him perishing, without an effort on his behalf.' A chasm of silence intervened.