"Only what?"
"Well, the truth is, I am going to be a home-bird," Madeline answered, with a slight tinge of colour in her cheeks.
"Oh, that's all fiddlesticks. You haven't a single tie on all this continent. You are your own mistress; you can do precisely what you like without any one calling you to account, and——"
"I admit all you say," Madeline answered, with a smile. "Nevertheless, it is quite true that what appeals to me most is a quiet life in my own little home."
"I wonder you don't get married."
"Well, you see," Madeline answered, blushing slightly, "the man I expected to marry did not come up to my expectations."
"But surely one hailstone doesn't make a winter."
"That is quite true. But perhaps one gets suspicious as one gets older."
"You have had offers enough, I am sure."