"It must be a great deal more delightful to be able to study medicine," she said, with a little more warmth than she intended.
Lucy shrugged her shoulders. "Oh yes," she said, uncertain whether she was speaking in jest or in earnest. Then she laughed,—
"So ist es in der Welt;
Der Eine hat den Beutel,
Der Andere das Geld."
"The fact is, our circles did not overlap much." she confided to Mona afterwards. "Our circumferences just touched somewhere about the middle of your circle."
"You see, Doris is a great soul."
"Ample reason, truly, why her circle should not coincide with mine. But you know, Mona, she would be a deal more satisfactory if she were a little less great, or a little small as well."
"She told me you were a dear little thing, and so pretty."
"She's not pretty!"
"Perhaps not, but she is fascinating, just because she never tries to fascinate. A man of the world said to me at that 'At Home,' that Miss Colquhoun was just the woman to drive a man over head and ears in love."
"Did he really? Miss Colquhoun? How queer! What did you say?"