'Janet, if I saw you married to Temple, it would be the second great wish of my heart.'
'Harry, you're a bit too cruel, as Julia would say.'
'Have you noticed she gets more and more Irish?'
'Perhaps she finds it is liked. Some women can adapt themselves... they're the happiest. All I meant to ask you is, whether your princess is like the rest of us?'
'Not at all,' said I, unconscious of hurting.
'Never mind. Don't be hard on Julia. She has the making of a good woman—a girl can see that; only she can't bear loneliness, and doesn't understand yet what it is to be loved by a true gentleman. Persons of that class can't learn it all at once.'
I was pained to see her in tears. Her figure was straight, and she spoke without a quaver of her voice.
'Heriot's an excellent fellow,' I remarked.
'He is. I can't think ill of my friends,' said she.
'Dear girl, is it these two who make you unhappy?'