Naturally, she began to empty her heart, which was full of him, to Lucy.
"I have not spoken English for months," she said, smiling over her coffee.

"It is a relief! And you are a friend of my son's, too ?" "No.

A mere acquaintance," said Lucy, with reserve.
"No one could even see George and not understand how different he is from other men." "Oh! altogether different!" said Lucy.

"Yes, you understand.

And there was that future before him--when his trouble came.