"She has found a nice man to marry her." Harriet and Susan dropped their spoons and stared at their mother.
"Mother, what are you talking about ?" said Harriet sharply.

"She has had no attention." "Sometimes," drawled the old lady in a way she affected when she wished to be exasperating, "sometimes, a little attention is so strong that it counts and sometimes attention is attention when nobody thinks it is." "Who is it ?" asked Harriet in rather a hard voice.

Susan regarded Annie with a bewildered, yet kindly smile.

Poor Susan had never regarded the honey pots of life as intended for herself, and thus could feel a kindly interest in their acquisition by others.
"My granddaughter is engaged to be married to Mr.von Rosen," said the old lady.

Then she stirred her coffee assiduously.
Susan rose and kissed Annie.