"But I will promise not to pester you with unfeminine, unladylike importunity to buy my wares."
"I am sorry to hear it."
"Miss Blessington has two friends coming to stay with her for it."
"Yes."
"Are you glad or sorry?"
"Glad is a weak word to express my feelings; I am in ecstasies!"
"They are beautiful, I suppose—refined, witty, as I always picture the women of your world?" she says, a little enviously.
"On the contrary, it would be impossible to find two more faded, negative specimens of Belgravian womanhood: they have not a single angle in either of their characters."
"Do you think that a recommendation?"
"I did not say so."