"But 'tis infatuation for her?"
"Yes."
"And she?" The Countess Agatha's soft eyes were sympathetic.
Miss Chressham gave a painful little laugh.
"I am afraid that she—is in love."
"And that wretched creature comes between them!" sighed the elder lady. "It is too provoking Selina could not have had the money. She is quite charming, and I always liked her. But are you sure of Rose?" she asked suddenly. "There have been so many!"
Miss Chressham coloured.
"What are we talking of? It is all very foolish, and I vow you will be late, Aunt Agatha."
The Countess glanced at the clock.
"You are certain you will not accompany me, Susannah?"