"I told you she was not fit to take care of money." "But why not wait until to-morrow to talk of business?
She is hurt and unnerved just now, and she--she does not like you, Lisa." "I am not afraid.

She will be civil.

She is like Chesterfield.

'Even death cannot kill the courtesy in her.' You don't seem to know the woman, George.

Come." But George hung back and loitered among the trees.