'You don't know Julia. You cannot read her face. She never forgets anything, and is storing it up, and will pay me out for it sooner or later.'
'My dear Emily, how can you say such things? I never heard—— She is always ready to sacrifice herself for you.'
'You think so. She has a knack of pretending to be more unselfish than another; but she is in reality intensely selfish.'
'All I can say is that it does not strike me so. I never saw any one give way more good-humouredly than she did to-day.'
'I don't think that that is so wonderful, after all. She is only a paid companion; and I do not see why she should go driving about the country with you, and I be left at home.'
Hubert was somewhat shocked. The conversation paused.
'She gets on very well with men,' Emily said at last, breaking an irritating silence somewhat suddenly. 'They say she is very good-looking. Don't you think so?'
'Oh yes, she is certainly a pretty woman—or, I should say, a good-looking woman. She is too tall to be what one generally understands as a pretty woman.'
'Do you like tall women?'