“Because they loathe each other, I imagine.”
“What a changeable creature you are, Christine! It seems only the other day that you were crying your eyes out because Lee was engaged.”
Without glancing at Max, Christine became aware that some of the gaiety had gone from his expression.
“Have you seen my pearls, dear?” she said.
It was a complete answer, so far as Nancy was concerned, for she was one of the women who can never harden herself to the sight of another woman’s jewels.
“How beautiful, love,” she answered. “If they were only a trifle larger they might be mistaken for your old imitation string.” Then feeling that she could never better this, she took her departure.
“Oh, dear,” sighed Christine, “do you think I shall ever get so superior that Nancy can’t tease me when she says things like that?”
“Did you really cry, Christine?”
“The night you went away?”
“When you first heard of Linburne’s engagement?”