Mrs.Phillips loved the club-girls, and the thought of their disappointment pained her.
"I must try and put it to them," was her patient reply.
"Daphne must always have her way," Madeleine went on, smiling.

"I wonder what she'll do when she marries." Mrs.Phillips looked up quickly.
"I hope it'll be the right man, Mrs.Verrier.Of course, with anyone so--so clever--and so used to managing everything for herself--one would be a little anxious." Mrs.Verrier's expression changed.

A kind of wildness--fanaticism--invaded it, as of one recalling a mission.

"Oh, well, nothing is irrevocable nowadays," she said, almost with violence.
"Still I hope Daphne won't make a mistake." Mrs.Phillips looked at her companion, at first in astonishment.

Then a change passed over her face.