"One is quite enough, thank you. Well, if I did wrong, I was speedily punished. I jilted Mr. Lawrence for his lordship; his lordship jilted me for the brewer's daughter. I notice that brewers' daughters over in England get much more than their share of the male nobility."
"You said you wouldn't be flippant."
"So I did. Have you any more remarks to make?"
"Yes. I remark that I thought you were in love with Rodney."
There was now a short silence. Prudence was standing with her hands clasped among the vines on top of the wall in front of her.
"Did I seem so?" she asked.
"Yes."
Prudence turned still farther away as she answered:
"I was in love with him."
"Oh, Prudence, you are certainly unaccountable!" burst out Carolyn.