"Are you being simply as tactful as you can be?"
"—and graceful."
"It isn't as though you were actually a relation," I protested.
Adela continued, full of her ideas:
"It would do you so much good, you know. Would you promise me to use it every day if I sent you mine?"
"Why don't you want yours any more now? Are you perfect now?"
"You can easily hook it to the wall——"
"I suppose," I reflected, "there is a limit of beauty beyond which it is dangerous to go. After that, either the thing would come off the hook, or——"
"Well," said Adela suddenly, "aren't I looking well?"
"You're looking radiant," I said appreciatively; "but it may only be because you're going to marry Billy next month."