Poor old Vin! He was crazy about her." Then she went on reflectively, as Halcyone did not answer.

"We often think you English people are so odd--the way you can't distinguish between us! You receive, with open arms, the most impossible people if they are rich, that we at home would not touch with a barge pole, and you say: 'Oh, they are just American,' as if we were all the same! And then we are so awfully clever as a nation that in a year or two these dreadful vulgarians, as we would call them in New York, have picked up all _your_ outside polish, and pass as _our_ best! It makes lots of the really nice old gentle-folk at home perfectly mad--but I can't help admiring the spirit.

That is why I have stuck to Cis, though the rest of the family have given her the cold shoulder.

It is such magnificent audacity--don't you think so ?" "Yes, indeed," agreed Halcyone.

"All people have a right to obtain what they aspire to if they fit themselves for it." "That is one of Mr.Derringham's pet theories," Cora laughed.