"And what are your aims in life?" Miss Spraggs asked presently; she had found the peas to be as succulent as she had wished.
"To earn my own living," replied Mavis, who had seen that it was she to whom the agreeable rattle had spoken.
"But, surely, that doesn't satisfy the young women of today!" continued Miss Spraggs.
"I fear it does me; but then I don't know any young women to be influenced by," answered Mavis.
"I thought every young woman, nowadays, was thirsting with ambition," said Miss Spraggs.
"I suppose everyone, who isn't an idiot, has her preferences," remarked Mavis.
"I don't mean that. I thought every girl was determined on living her own life to the exclusion of everything else," continued Miss Spraggs.
"Really!" asked Mavis in some surprise, as she believed that it was only the plain and unattractive women who were of that complexion of thought.
"Despise marriage and all that," put in Lowther, his eyes on Mavis as he tossed off a glass of wine.
"But I don't despise marriage," protested Mavis.