One must help on these things." "But if he is obtuse and lethargic and superficial, is he likely to suit Hester ?" "My dear, the happiest lot for a woman is marriage.

And you and I are Hester's friends.

So we ought to do all we can for her happiness.

That is why I just mentioned this." The dressing-gong began to boom.
"I must fly," said Sybell, depositing a butterfly kiss on Rachel's forehead.

And she flew.
"I wish I knew what I felt about him," said Rachel to herself.