"Are you not a trifle hard to please, my dear?
Now, if he had attempted to insist on a claim to your gratitude you would have resented it." "Of course," said the girl reflectively.

"Still, it is annoying to be debarred from offering it.

There are times, aunt, when I can't help wishing that Lance Courthorne had never come to Silverdale.

There are men who leave nothing just as they found it, and whom one can't ignore." Miss Barrington shook her head.

"I fancy you are wrong.