Like a girl, rather, with sense, and with a heart." "My dear girl, we know how romantic you are, we know that old story of yours," says Lady Rylton, who can be singularly nasty at times.
"Such an _old_ story, too.

I think you might try to forget it." "Does one ever forget ?" says Margaret coldly.

A swift flush has dyed her pale face.

"And story or no story, I shall always think that the woman who marries a man without caring for him is a far greater fool than the woman who marries a man for whom she does care." "After all, I am not thinking of a woman," says Lady Rylton with a shrug.

"I am thinking of Maurice.