She always resented her.

She was infuriated by your interest in her.

She said to me one afternoon, 'I hope the Duchess is still pleased with her companion.

I saw her to-day in Bond Street and she looked like a housemaid I once had to dismiss rather suddenly.

I am glad she is in her grace's house and not in mine.'" After a few seconds-- "_I_ am glad she is in my house and not in hers," the Duchess said.
"After I had spoken to her at some length and she had quite lost her temper, she added 'You evidently don't know that she has been meeting Donal Muir.