I imagine she will always be a gay society woman.

Well, Madge, I suppose you must make up your mind to be a belle yourself.
Why don't you cut out this 'speculator,' as my husband calls her?
If Graydon had my eyes it wouldn't be a difficult task." "Graydon hasn't your eyes or mine either," was the brusque reply.

"I propose to use my own.

They may see some one that I have never met.
One thing at least is certain--I don't intend to cut out Miss Wildmere or any one else.

The man who wins me will have to do the seeking most emphatically; and I warn you beforehand, sister mine, that you must never let the idea of matchmaking enter your head.