"Yes."
"With the red hair?"
"Well, it's sandy, certainly. I shouldn't call it just red myself."
"Some people like red hair, you know," said Miss Mackenzie, thinking of the suitable lady. Miss Mackenzie was willing at that moment to forfeit all her fortune if Miss Floss was not older than she was! "And that is Miss Floss, is it?"
"Yes, and I don't blame Mrs Stumfold for wishing to get a husband for her friend, but it is hard upon me."
"Really, Mr Maguire, I think that perhaps you couldn't do better."
"Better than what?"
"Better than take Miss Floss. As you say, some people like red hair. And she is very suitable, certainly. And, Mr Maguire, I really shouldn't like to interfere;—I shouldn't indeed."
"Miss Mackenzie, you're joking, I know."
"Not in the least, Mr Maguire. You see there has been something about it."