"I'm not like you, Magdalen; I could not be content to spend my life looking at one person."
Magdalen blushed a little, but answered rather sharply,
"You mean to be an old maid, I suppose, then?"
"I think I shall. At any rate, I should if I were to be always required to be looking at or thinking about a man when I had married him."
Mrs. Scott here called her daughter away, and May Anderson asked,
"Why are you always teasing Magdalen so, Bella? She does not like it, I am sure."
"She should not be so stupid. Magdalen thinks her whole business in life is to sit still and look pretty for her cousin Harry's benefit. I wish she would wake up."
"Harry is quite content seemingly. He told George that he thought her prettier than Lucia Costello."
"What idiots men are!" said Bella. "I don't believe they ever care about anything except a pretty face; and they have not even eyes to see that with."
"They seem to see it well enough in some cases. I do not know what there is in Lucia except her prettiness to attract them, and she never has any want of admirers. There's Maurice Leigh perfectly miserable about her this minute, and Mr. Percy, they say, continually running after her."