"I shouldn't mind. But it isn't my chief aim in life."
Charmian was silent. She leaned back, taking her chin from her hand, and at last said gravely:
"It isn't that, then?"
"That—what?" exclaimed Heath, looking at her and away from her.
"That you want. It's something else. Because you know you want a very, very great deal of something."
"Oh, a good many of us do, I suppose."
"I don't think I do. I'm quite satisfied with my life. I have a good mother, a comfortable home. What should a properly-brought-up English girl, who has been educated at Brighton, want more?"
"I'm very glad indeed to know that a Brighton education stands its receiver in such good stead in the after years, very glad indeed!"
"You are laughing at me. And that's unchristian."
"Oh, but—but you were laughing at me!"