"Mrs. Gordon is not particular. As long as you make a pretty picture of her child, she will be satisfied."
"Where do they live?"
"In Scotland. I am sure you will be happy there. It is a delightful old house to stay in."
"Think it over, Jean," said Colonel Douglas. "I am going to Scotland myself next week to shoot, and if you liked the idea, we could travel down together."
"We were just talking over winter plans when you came in," Miss Lorraine remarked. "I was hoping to have Jean with me, but I will spare her willingly, if she likes to go. It seems a chance for her."
"A chance for what?" asked Jean quickly, and a little rebelliously.
"For doing a kindness to others," the Colonel said gravely.
Jean looked at him in silence, and then a twinkle came into her eyes.
"You always think everybody is like yourself, Colonel Douglas. I don't live for others as you do, but entirely for myself."
"You mustn't make such a confession," said Mrs. Talbot, laughing. "We keep such facts to ourselves. There are very few people in the world who are able to be entirely selfish. Our circumstances and our families generally step in and spoil such a rôle."