Biddy pursed her lips and shook her head. "It's not the sign of a contented mind," she commented.
"I never was contented before I went to Switzerland," said Dinah; she turned to Isabel. "Wasn't it all lovely? It's just like a dream to me now—all glitter and romance. I'd give anything to have it over again."
"I'll show you better things than winter in the Alps," said Eustace in his free, imperial fashion.
Her bright eyes glanced up to his for a moment. "Do you know I don't believe you could," she said.
He laughed. "You won't say that six months hence. The Alps will be no more than an episode to you then."
"Rather an important episode," remarked Scott.
Her look came to him, settled upon him like a shy bird at rest. "Very, very important," she said softly. "Do you remember that first day—that first night—how you helped me dress for the ball? Eustace would never have thought of dancing with me if it hadn't been for you."
"I seem to have a good deal to answer for," said Scott, with his rather tired smile.
"I owe you—everything," said Dinah.
"Stumpy has many debtors," said Isabel.