From Dada's appearance she felt sure that all those lofty ideas, which she herself had been taught to call "moral dignity" and "a yearning for the highest things," must be quite foreign to this girl with whom her cousin had condescended to intrigue.

She felt herself immeasurably her superior; but it would be ungenerous to allow her to see this, and she spoke very kindly; but Dada answered timidly and formally.
"I am glad," Gorgo began, "that accident brought you in our way;" and Dada replied hastily: "I owe it to your father's kindness, and not to accident." "Yes, he is very kind," said Gorgo, ignoring Dada's indignant tone.

"And the last few hours have brought him terrible sorrows.

You have heard, no doubt, that he has lost his mother; you knew her--she had taken quite a fancy to you, I suppose you know." "Oh! forget it!" cried Dada.
"She was hard to win," Gorgo went on, "but she liked you.

Do you not believe me?
You should have seen how carefully she chose the dress you have on at this minute, and matched the ornaments to wear with it." "Pray, pray say no more about it," Dada begged.