Then, after a pause, "I was under the impression that I had accepted the escort of a gentleman." Then, after another pause, Trefusis being quite undisturbed, "How do you know that I am unhappy ?" "By a certain defect in your countenance, which lacks the crowning beauty of happiness; and a certain defect in your voice which will never disappear until you learn to love or pity those to whom you speak." "You are wrong," said Gertrude, with calm disdain.

"You do not understand me in the least.

I am particularly attached to my friends." "Then I have never seen you in their company." "You are still wrong." "Then how can you speak as you do, look as you do, act as you do ?" "What do you mean?
HOW do I look and act ?" "Like one of the railings of Belgrave Square, cursed with consciousness of itself, fears of the judgment of the other railings, and doubts of their fitness to stand in the same row with it.

You are cold, mistrustful, cruel to nervous or clumsy people, and more afraid of the criticisms of those with whom you dance and dine than of your conscience.

All of which prevents you from looking like an angel." "Thank you.