“She is not without principle.”
“She mistakes her caprices for principles. Her own will is the ruling motive of all her actions, she has no external canon to which she regulates her actions and submits her will.”
“What caprice has she got now?”
“She has taken a violent fancy to the society of young Saltren.”
“Oh! he is harmless.”
“I am not so certain of that. He is morbid and discontented.”
“Discontented! About what? Faith—he must be hard to please then. Everything has been done for him that could be done.”
“Possibly for that reason he is discontented. Some men like to make their own fortunes, not to have them made for them. You have, in my opinion, done too much for the young fellow.”
“He was consumptive and would certainly have died, had I not sent him abroad.”
“Yes—but after that?”