She's a dear old thing, at heart." "She's been kind enough to you," replied Madge, somewhat irrelevantly.
There was a note of irritation in her tone.

"I suppose you know you are supremely beautiful.

You seem so indifferent to it, I wonder sometimes if you do." "I'm not indifferent to it," answered Joan.

"I'm reckoning on it to help me." "Why not ?" she continued, with a flash of defiance, though Madge had not spoken.

"It is a weapon like any other--knowledge, intellect, courage.
God has given me beauty.