And she's new--and there's a bit of romance in it--and--well, there it is!" And Nora pulled off a twig from the banksia rose outside, and began to chew it energetically with her firm white teeth, by way of assisting her thoughts.
"Isn't conceited!" repeated Alice with contempt.

"Connie is as proud as Lucifer." "I didn't say she wasn't.

But she isn't vain." Alice laughed.
"Can't you see the difference ?" said Nora impatiently.

"'Proud' means 'Don't be such a fool as to imagine that I'm thinking of you!'-- 'Vain' means 'I wonder dreadfully what you're thinking of me ?'" "Well then, Connie is both proud and vain," said Alice with decision.
"I don't mean she doesn't know she's rich, and good-looking and run after," said Nora, beginning to flounder.

"But half the time, anyway, she forgets it." "Except when she is talking to men," said Alice vindictively, to which Mrs.Hooper added with her little obstinate air-- "Any girl who likes admiration as much as Connie does must be vain.