"The Lord did that for her."
"And," I said, "so she was saying. She said the Lord does just the right thing for the right person at the right time.... Now, your nose is beautifully Greek; but, to be honest, it turns up ever so much more than hers does."
"Oh, well," said Mrs. Gordon-Colfax, "I hate common people—and I can't help it. Let's have a bite in the grill."
"Sorry," I said; "I'm dining with the Bowers."
"You have a strong stomach," said she.
"I have," I said, "but a weak heart—and they are going to strengthen it for me."
And there arose thenceforth a coolness between Mrs. Gordon-Colfax and me, which proves once more that the Lord does just the right thing for the right people at the right time.