"All the same," he lifted his glass, "here's to you, little Hilda.

You've made things come your way, and I never thought you'd do it.
"Of course," he reflected, "she always had that combination of something homely and sensible, and something utterly wild and daft.

But I never thought she'd do anything.

She hadn't much ambition then, and she was too fond of trifles.

She must care about the theatre a great deal more than she used to.