“That’s what I feel,” said Bee, and added in an extremely virtuous tone, “if I didn’t I should not think of him for one minute. How girls can marry really old men or horrid men, I simply don’t know. I think it’s just disgraceful. But with Hugh Kinross it is very different and people think a lot of you if your husband’s an author and you get asked everywhere.”
She returned energetically to her chiffon and twisted it in a most artistic fashion upon a charming hat.
“She returned energetically to her chiffon, and twisted it in a most artistic fashion.”
Dora jumped down also from the bed and [p177] began to collect her own belongings. Then she stopped short one second; pretty as she was she had a latent sense of humour.
“It would be rather funny, Bee, after all this talk if he’d never given either of us a serious thought,” she said. “What makes you so sure?”
“Oh, lots of things,” said Miss Bee. “Look at the chocolates and things he brings us—and didn’t he make Mrs. Gowan ask us to join his party for the Caves? And look at the things he says actually to us—that quotation, for instance, when we were on the seat in the summer-house,—”
“‘How happy could I be with either,
Were t’other dear charmer away!’”