That's why, when I heard yesterday here that he was up there awaiting your return, I didn't let that prevent me.
I thought he might be.

He certainly," her ladyship laughed, "IS." "Yes, he's very American," Mamie went on in the same way.
"As you say, we ARE fond of you! Good-bye," said Lady Wantridge.
But Mamie had not half done with her.

She felt more and more--or she hoped at least--that she looked strange.

She WAS, no doubt, if it came to that, strange.

"Lady Wantridge," she almost convulsively broke out, "I don't know whether you'll understand me, but I seem to feel that I must act with you--I don't know what to call it!--responsibly.