“No, I can’t say that it does.”
“It makes me look younger,” she asserted.
“But I don’t want you to look younger. We were a very good match for each other as we were, and I don’t know that it does make you look younger. Well, well, let it be for a day or two till one gets accustomed to the change. As it is, it doesn’t seem right to have you, of all women in the world, thinking about vanities.”
“Why not?” said Regina in a very small voice.
At that moment Julia betook herself out of the room, shutting the door as if she did not want to hear any more of what passed between her parents.
“Why not?” repeated Regina.
“Well, they don’t seem to be in keeping with you. One never thinks of you as having nerves or the megrims, of being offended about nothing and having to be coaxed back again into a good temper. You are the kind of woman one gives a present to because one desires to give you pleasure, not because you are to be made to forget some vexation or some disappointment. You are unlike other women, Regina.”
And Regina immediately decided that the hussy was a person of moods!