He cast a furtive glance at his pocket as he replied, "I have not seen it. I suppose Miss Neville draws without one."
"I have never heard Isabella say she was an artist."
"I suspect my 'brother's wife.'" This was a favourite term of Charles's; he generally spoke of Mrs. Linchmore as my 'brother's wife.' "I suspect my brother's wife knows very little about Miss Neville's accomplishments; she is not in her line; no two people could be more dissimilar."
"No. They are very different."
"Very."
"But you are wrong, Charles, in thinking Isabella does not trouble her head about her governess; she laughingly told me one day that she thought her rather inclined to flirt."
"Indeed!" said he, consciously. "When was that?"
"I almost forget—last month I think, she noticed it, so you see she must know something about her."
"Or next to nothing," replied he.