"I don't want to be the mistress here.

I dislike the place.

I shall be delighted if you will live here--_instead of me."_ "You are too good!" says Lady Rylton, in a choking tone.

She looks as if she could kill this girl, whom she has driven to so fierce an anger.
"I think it dismal," goes on Tita.

"I like light and gay places." There is a little clutch at her heart, though why, she hardly knows.
What she _does_ know is that she hates this pretty, fair, patrician woman before her--this woman with a well-bred face, and the vulgarest of all vulgar natures.