"She has everything the world can give," said Adela sharply. "But, you know," she went on, "people won't go on standing her manners as they do now, even if she can pay her amazing way! Do you know that her cousin, Lady Dawning, declares she won't have anything more to do with her? Not that that matters very much; old Lady Dawning hardly counts, now that Molly has really great people as her friends, only little leaks let in the water by degrees."
A pause, and then suddenly:
"Do you know Father Molyneux?"
"Yes," said Miss Carew, who was glad to change the subject. "He is very charming."
"I didn't know he was a friend of Molly's."
"Oh! didn't you? She took a great fancy to him last autumn; he used to come to luncheon."
"Did he come often?"
"Oh! I think so, but I don't remember exactly."
"And has he been coming here lately?"
"I really don't know. I have my meals by myself now; the hours were so irregular, and I am too old and dull for Molly's friends. I know she went to see him a few days ago, and she came back looking agitated. I was rather glad—I thought it would be good for her, but I fear it was not. She has been more excited, I think, these two or three days. Her nerves are really quite overwrought; she allows herself no quiet. Yes; she was very much excited after seeing Father Molyneux."