Yes, she was young! Moreover, she ate as a person of breeding, and seemed thoroughbred in all ways, if one might use a term so hackneyed.

Rank and breeding had been hers; she needed not to claim them, for they told their own story.

I wondered what extraordinary history of hers remained untold--what history of hers and mine and of others she might yet assist in making! "I was saying," she remarked presently, "that I would not have you think that I do not appreciate the suffering in which you were plunged by the haste you found necessary in the wedding of your _jeune fille_." But I was on my guard.

"At least, I may thank you for your sympathy, Madam!" I replied.
"Yet in time," she went on, gone reflective the next instant, "you will see how very unimportant is all this turmoil of love and marriage." "Indeed, there is, as you say, something of a turmoil regarding them in our institutions as they are at present formed." "Because the average of humanity thinks so little.

Most of us judge life from its emotions.