Howard hates him." "How do you know ?" "What a question! A woman knows such things.

Then, you remember that caricature--so dreadfully like Howard?
Howard has no sense of humour; he detests such things.

It was the most dreadful thing that Mr.Siward could have done to him." "Meddled again!" groaned Grace.

"Doesn't Howard know that I did that ?" "Yes, but nothing I can say alters his conviction that the likeness was intended.

You know it was a likeness! And if Mr.Siward had not told me that it was not intended, I should never have believed it to be an accident." After a prolonged silence Sylvia said, overcarelessly: "I don't quite understand Howard.