"Because she is a duke's only daughter."
"No; because she is very lovely, and extremely elegant, and most accomplished. She played and sang beautifully to-night."
"What did she play, mamma?"
"Chopin!"
"Did she!" cried Vixen. "Then I pity her. Yes, even if she were my worst enemy I should still pity her."
"People who are fond of music don't mind difficulties," said Mrs. Tempest.
"Don't they? Then I suppose I'm not fond of it, because I shirk my practice. But I should be very fond of music if I could grind it on a barrel organ."
"Oh, Violet, when will you be like Lady Mabel Ashbourne?"
"Never, I devoutly hope," said the Squire.
Here the Squire gave his daughter a hug which might mean anything.