“You have father and mother still living, Mr. Chillingly?”
“Thank Heaven, yes.”
“Which do you love the best?”
“That is scarcely a fair question. I love my mother very much; but my father and I understand each other better than—”
“I see: it is so difficult to be understood. No one understands me.”
“I think I do.”
Lily shook her head with an energetic movement of dissent.
“At least as well as a man can understand a young lady.”
“What sort of young lady is Miss Cecilia Travers?”
“Cecilia Travers! When and how did you ever hear that such a person existed?”