"But she is, very hard. Even then I don't think he minds it much. But, Miss Mackenzie, that kind of companion would not do for me at all. I think a woman should be soft and soothing, like a dove."
She did not stop to think whether doves are soothing, but she felt that the language was pretty.
Just at this moment she was summoned by Miss Baker, and looking up she perceived that Mr and Mrs Fuzzybell were already leaving the room.
"I don't know why you need disturb Miss Mackenzie," said Miss Todd, "she has only got to go next door, and she seems very happy just now."
"I would sooner go with Miss Baker," said Miss Mackenzie.
"Mr Maguire would see you home," suggested Miss Todd.
But Miss Mackenzie of course went with Miss Baker, and Mr Rubb accompanied them.
"Good-night, Mr Rubb," said Miss Todd; "and don't make very bad reports of us in London."
"Oh! no; indeed I won't."
"For though we do play cards, we still stick to decorum, as you must have observed to-night."