"Is Lady Denham like Sir Keith?"
"No. She is a little plain sort of person, and rather odd, and she thinks nobody in the world is equal to him."
"He seems to be a general favourite," I said.
"Oh yes, of course he is. Everybody sings his praises. And I hate general favourites," cried Thyrza, with sudden heat. "I should like him fifty times as much, if—"
"If everybody else disliked him," I suggested, as she came to a stop.
"Yes."
"Is that perversity, my dear?" I asked.
"I don't know. I hate running with the crowd."
"If the crowd is going in a wrong direction—yes. I would never have you follow a path merely because others follow it."
"If everybody thinks a thing, I am not bound to think the same, I suppose," she said, hotly still.