"Oh;—indeed. I like going to church myself sometimes."
"Do you now?"
"I know what would make me like to go to church."
"And father is at the Athenæum. He goes there to do a little light reading in the library on Sunday afternoon."
"I shall never forget yesterday, Miss Boncassen."
"You wouldn't if your clothes had been spoilt as mine were."
"Money will repair that."
"Well; yes; but when I've had a petticoat flounced particularly to order I don't like to see it ill-treated. There are emotions of the heart which money can't touch."
"Just so;—emotions of the heart! That's the very phrase."
She was determined if possible to prevent a repetition of the scene which had taken place up at Mrs. de Bever's temple. "All my emotions are about my dress."