"Did you see Stephanie?"
"Only for a moment."
"Where?"
"I don't recollect—in the drawing-room, I think."
"Was Porshinger with her?"
"Not that I remember."
"It is none of my affair, perhaps—more than a friend—but do you think it wise for Stephanie to have Porshinger dangling around her so much? I've been away for two weeks, and Devereux says that he has become exceedingly attentive recently—so much so, indeed, as to occasion comment of not the kindest sort.—I don't want to say anything to her on the matter, but you can—so, if you consider it expedient, you might mention it to her."
"Why don't you mention it yourself, Montague? You have the most influence with Stephanie, surely!"
"I don't think so," he replied, with a bit of a smile.
"A quarrel?" she asked.