It was as if he had positively waited in suspense for something from her that would let him in deeper, so that he might show her how he could take it.

And what did in fact come as she drew out a little her farewell served sufficiently the purpose.

"As his success is a matter that I'm sure he'll never mention for himself, I feel, you see, the less scruple; which it's very good of me to say, you know, by the way," she added as she addressed herself to him; "considering how little direct advantage I've gained from your triumphs with ME.

When does one ever see you?
I wait at home and I languish.

You'll have rendered me the service, Mrs.
Pocock, at least," she wound up, "of giving me one of my much-too-rare glimpses of this gentleman." "I certainly should be sorry to deprive you of anything that seems so much, as you describe it, your natural due.