“Mighty little, as you see!”
“I should like to draw you out a little more,” Henrietta continued. “But you’re always looking away. You’re afraid of meeting my eye. I see you want to escape me.”
“No, I’m only looking for those despised potatoes.”
“Please explain about that young lady—your sister—then. I don’t understand about her. Is she a Lady?”
“She’s a capital good girl.”
“I don’t like the way you say that—as if you wanted to change the subject. Is her position inferior to yours?”
“We neither of us have any position to speak of; but she’s better off than I, because she has none of the bother.”
“Yes, she doesn’t look as if she had much bother. I wish I had as little bother as that. You do produce quiet people over here, whatever else you may do.”
“Ah, you see one takes life easily, on the whole,” said Lord Warburton. “And then you know we’re very dull. Ah, we can be dull when we try!”
“I should advise you to try something else. I shouldn’t know what to talk to your sister about; she looks so different. Is that silver cross a badge?”