"I like that last line, 'by fond ambition fanned.'" "Seek not the sacred hall of fame, Cling to thy simple life, On Hope's high banner, Beaubien, Shall never, never----" But Kit interrupted pointblank.

She was sitting up very straight on the divan, with a certain expression around her mouth, and a very steady purposeful look in her eyes, which even Jean at home paid attention to.
"Just a minute," she said, quickly.

"Do you mean Marcelle Beaubien?
Because if you do, I don't think that's fair.".