"And clever as well,—and good as gold."
"Dear me! Do tell me who it is that owns all these qualities."
"Lady Mabel Grex. She is daughter of Lord Grex. That man with her is my particular friend. His name is Frank Tregear, and they are cousins."
"I am so glad they are cousins."
"Why glad?"
"Because his being with her won't make you unhappy."
"Supposing I was in love with her,—which I am not,—do you suppose it would make me jealous to see her with another man?"
"In our country it would not. A young lady may walk about with a young gentleman just as she might with another young lady; but I thought it was different here. Do you know, judging by English ways, I believe I am behaving very improperly in walking about with you so long. Ought I not to tell you to go away?"
"Pray do not."
"As I am going to stay here so long I wish to behave well to English eyes."