"Of a certain lady's favour, whose favour is not very easy to gain."
"You don't care much for my favour," said Elizabeth.
"I should, if I were Winthrop Landholm."
"If you were he, you wouldn't get it, any more than you have now."
"O no. I mean, I wish I were he and not myself, you know."
"You must think well enough of him. I am sure no possible inducement could make me wish myself Mr. Satterthwaite, for a moment."
"I don't care for Mr. Satterthwaite," said Rose coolly. "But how Mr. Haye takes to him, don't he?"
"To whom?"
"Winthrop Landholm."
"I don't see how he shews it."