It is because I never cared a rap about you." The Prince did not appear altogether pleased.

He curled his fair moustache, and looked deprecatingly at his companion.

She had so much the air of a woman who has spoken the truth.
"My dear Muriel!" he protested.
She looked at him insolently.
"My good man," she said, "whatever you do don't try and be sentimental.
You know quite well that I have never in my life pretended to care a rap about you--except to pass the time.

You are altogether too obvious.

Very young girls and very old women would rave about you.