I had never seen her more than once.
You do not know her." "Ah, is that it?
Perhaps I could tell you something of one Helena von Ritz.

Is it not so ?" "Yes, that was the property of Helena von Ritz," I told her, looking her fairly in the eye.
"Kind of you, indeed, to involve me, as you say, with a lady of her precedents!" Now her color was up full, and her words came crisply.

Had I had adequate knowledge of women, I could have urged her on then, and brought on a full-fledged quarrel.

Strategically, that must have been a far happier condition than mere indifference on her part.

But I did not know; and my accursed love of fairness blinded me.
"I hardly think any one is quite just to that lady," said I slowly.
"Except Mr.Nicholas Trist! A beautiful and accomplished lady, I doubt not, in his mind." "Yes, all of that, I doubt not." "And quite kind with her little gifts." "Elisabeth, I can not well explain all that to you.