"Are we as impossible, as ridiculous and absurd, as we are to judge we are from what they all imply?" she sobbed hotly.
"More so, even, no doubt," from Juliette bitterly.
A caressing arm and hand came around Selina's shoulder as she wept on her little mother's bosom, the hand of her father.
"But even so, delightful," said that gentleman comfortingly, "far more delightful, if an onlooker may testify, than you'll ever quite know."
"We sent the borrowed dress home to Anna," said Auntie. "Let's pack the mental furbelows up and send them over to Maud."
"We'll borrow them again," came from Selina in muffled tones of bitterness. "We never learn."
"Or lend her ours, let's be quite honest," from little Juliette.